Maeve
Maeve isn't naïve. She nows that Safrin could change her mind about her at any point. That she could fall out of favor with her goddess if she crossed the wrong line. However, she also knew that Safrin would bring down the heavens for those she held in her favor. She watches as he works, bottom lip caught between her teeth, jade eyes sharp as she waits for his reaction. There isn't anything outwardly that gives away his distaste for her choices, but Maeve knows it's there, lingering beneath the surface.
The Queen smiles softly despite the flicker of unease that builds in her chest, hoping that this doesn't change the tentative friendship between them. "We all find it eventually I think. It makes sense that it isn't in the same place. We aren't the same people. None of us are." She muses, eye flicking back to the crib, watching it come together and ignoring the pang of longing for Locke it stirs up. They should be doing this together and yet every step she's faced practically alone.
The Queen smiles softly despite the flicker of unease that builds in her chest, hoping that this doesn't change the tentative friendship between them. "We all find it eventually I think. It makes sense that it isn't in the same place. We aren't the same people. None of us are." She muses, eye flicking back to the crib, watching it come together and ignoring the pang of longing for Locke it stirs up. They should be doing this together and yet every step she's faced practically alone.
If you're a lover, you should know
The lonely moments just get lonelier
The lonely moments just get lonelier
