Maeve
Nights were the hardest. The coming of night meant that she had to stop working and return to her empty home and sleep in her even emptier bed. It brought a sense of dread that she couldn't exactly shake no matter how hard she tried. She was contemplating simply sleeping here on the couch that occupied the small sitting area of her office when a knock pulled her from those musings, Aidon's head instantly snapping in the direction of the door as he rumbled in response to the voice. The Nightshade stood, slowly making her way over to receive her guest, a tired smile on her lips as she opened the door.
"Of course, Ray. Is something the matter?" She began, wondering if the Attuned had come across some information that might be important for them to know. While the Queen wasn't doing poorly, it was clear she had better days. The exhaustion was obvious in the dark circles under her eyes and the pallid tinge to her skin that had nothing to do with her typically milky complexion. Still, she didn't look unwell.
Stepping aside so that the herbalist might come in, Maeve waited before closing the door behind her, slipping the lock back into place in a way that's become mostly habit now. Her steps drew her back towards the couch where she sunk down on the end closest to the fireplace, "Please, make yourself comfortable."
"Of course, Ray. Is something the matter?" She began, wondering if the Attuned had come across some information that might be important for them to know. While the Queen wasn't doing poorly, it was clear she had better days. The exhaustion was obvious in the dark circles under her eyes and the pallid tinge to her skin that had nothing to do with her typically milky complexion. Still, she didn't look unwell.
Stepping aside so that the herbalist might come in, Maeve waited before closing the door behind her, slipping the lock back into place in a way that's become mostly habit now. Her steps drew her back towards the couch where she sunk down on the end closest to the fireplace, "Please, make yourself comfortable."
NO ONE WANTS YOU WHEN YOU HAVE NO HEART
AND I’M SITTING PRETTY IN MY BRAND NEW SCARS
AND I’M SITTING PRETTY IN MY BRAND NEW SCARS
