"What a shame she's fucked in the head," they said.
Maeve is left to wait for his answer, struggling with the unease that was twisting in her belly, jade eyes searching his features for any sign that he might accept her offer. They sit in strained silence, only the fire crackling to keep them company as well as the sound of distant waves crashing against the shore. The Madame licked her lips, swallowing thickly just as a star shot up through the ceiling to disappear with the others he'd made tonight. Finally, he nodded, meeting her gaze with a brightness in his eyes that wasn't there before.
A breath escaped her and she relaxed, slumping back into the cushions once more, "You're welcome back whenever you want. No stipulations." Maeve murmured and she finally shifted forward, moving to settle on the floor by the low table. She dragged her tray over, taking up her fork and beginning to pick at the food in an attempt to eat something herself.
A breath escaped her and she relaxed, slumping back into the cushions once more, "You're welcome back whenever you want. No stipulations." Maeve murmured and she finally shifted forward, moving to settle on the floor by the low table. She dragged her tray over, taking up her fork and beginning to pick at the food in an attempt to eat something herself.
Maeve
