My dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room
While Seren's concerns were valid, this wasn't something that the Nightshade shared with the starchild, not that she was privy to her thoughts. The people of Torchline and this region were of biggest concern to her. Even if she had feelings for Aurelia that would never change. Not when Maeve was so insistent on doing right by them. She wouldn't let her heart get ahead of her with this. Maeve didn't know if Locke was ever going to come back to her. She didn't know what the future held. What she did know was that both Aurelia and Seren had promised to be there for her. As long as she had them to help bolster and guard her heart, she could do whatever else was placed before her. Including running Torchline.
At this Maeve's flush deepened and she nodded to Seren, shifting so she was relaxing against the cushions of the couch instead of piling herself into Seren's lap. "It does. Your mother... She saw something in me that no one else did. She already had plans for me before it even occurred that I could be anything more than what I am." There is nothing but adoration and conviction in her voice, a soft sparkle in her eyes as she looked up at her friend, "I love her, Seren. Truly. I will forever be grateful that your mother chose to grace me with her presence the first time I tried praying again."
"I already have plans to send a letter and perhaps arrange a meeting. Worst comes to worst, I can meet with them and do the talking if that's what it takes. We will do what we must to make it work." Sensing her irritation, Maeve reached for her hand, giving her fingers a gentle squeeze. "Leave this part to me. As frustrating as it is, this isn't the job you were meant to do." The mention of home had Maeve arching a brow, head tilting in consideration as she suddenly followed Seren's gaze to the decanter, making to stand. "Come on, let's go up to my apartment. I can pour you a drink, have some food brought up, and we can catch up. I want to know what you've been up to."
Maeve extended her hand to Seren, smiling softly as she snagged the decanter with her other, leading her through the Halenani towards the other building. A quick stop to the kitchen with a request for something savory and plenty of sweets for the girls to indulge in, they made their way up to her apartment, Maeve ushering her inside. "It's still a little sparse, but I'm working on getting it decorated." The main area they were in consisted of a kitchen, living room, and dining area. A hallway led off from the living room, holding three doors that were likely the bedroom, bathroom, and a spare room that Maeve planned on turning into a nursery.
At this Maeve's flush deepened and she nodded to Seren, shifting so she was relaxing against the cushions of the couch instead of piling herself into Seren's lap. "It does. Your mother... She saw something in me that no one else did. She already had plans for me before it even occurred that I could be anything more than what I am." There is nothing but adoration and conviction in her voice, a soft sparkle in her eyes as she looked up at her friend, "I love her, Seren. Truly. I will forever be grateful that your mother chose to grace me with her presence the first time I tried praying again."
"I already have plans to send a letter and perhaps arrange a meeting. Worst comes to worst, I can meet with them and do the talking if that's what it takes. We will do what we must to make it work." Sensing her irritation, Maeve reached for her hand, giving her fingers a gentle squeeze. "Leave this part to me. As frustrating as it is, this isn't the job you were meant to do." The mention of home had Maeve arching a brow, head tilting in consideration as she suddenly followed Seren's gaze to the decanter, making to stand. "Come on, let's go up to my apartment. I can pour you a drink, have some food brought up, and we can catch up. I want to know what you've been up to."
Maeve extended her hand to Seren, smiling softly as she snagged the decanter with her other, leading her through the Halenani towards the other building. A quick stop to the kitchen with a request for something savory and plenty of sweets for the girls to indulge in, they made their way up to her apartment, Maeve ushering her inside. "It's still a little sparse, but I'm working on getting it decorated." The main area they were in consisted of a kitchen, living room, and dining area. A hallway led off from the living room, holding three doors that were likely the bedroom, bathroom, and a spare room that Maeve planned on turning into a nursery.
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