Maeve
Oh if Seren only knew how much Maeve craved a family of her own. Children, a partner, and a home. How she had confessed these desires to Safrin the first time she met her and how the goddess was sure that she could so easily find that for herself if she wished. While she could likely have a child with any number of people given her profession, Maeve wanted more than just that. She wanted it all. It wasn't until recently that she thought she might be able to have it. "Maybe... It would be difficult, but maybe..." She finally agreed softly, unaware of the way her hand drifted down to her flat belly, resting there for a moment before coming back up to hold her glass.
"As a last resort, of course. He might have some insight is all. Maybe even some of the other dragoons." The Madame offered as an alternative, smiling reassuringly at the younger girl even as she listened. "I think that would be a good idea. It's taken time for Aidon to understand that not everyone is someone I need to be protected from. Perhaps Umbra is just taking his job a bit too seriously." Or the dragon just had a smaller threshold for what he considered appropriate. Still, it wouldn't do for him to not listen to Seren.
The news of Seren's visit and the fact that Safrin liked the offering she helped to prepare had her own smile brightening, "Really? Oh, I'm so glad to hear that. I went to see her too, but you tell me of your visit first." She encouraged, stealing a bottle from the table and urging her towards a more secluded spot so that they might sit and catch up away from the din of the party. Maeve knew Seren well enough to realize that the look she was giving her absolutely spelled trouble, "And what exactly did you get, little star?"
"As a last resort, of course. He might have some insight is all. Maybe even some of the other dragoons." The Madame offered as an alternative, smiling reassuringly at the younger girl even as she listened. "I think that would be a good idea. It's taken time for Aidon to understand that not everyone is someone I need to be protected from. Perhaps Umbra is just taking his job a bit too seriously." Or the dragon just had a smaller threshold for what he considered appropriate. Still, it wouldn't do for him to not listen to Seren.
The news of Seren's visit and the fact that Safrin liked the offering she helped to prepare had her own smile brightening, "Really? Oh, I'm so glad to hear that. I went to see her too, but you tell me of your visit first." She encouraged, stealing a bottle from the table and urging her towards a more secluded spot so that they might sit and catch up away from the din of the party. Maeve knew Seren well enough to realize that the look she was giving her absolutely spelled trouble, "And what exactly did you get, little star?"
And I was catching my breath
Staring out an open window
catching my death
Staring out an open window
catching my death
