Maeve
Originally the Queen hadn't planned on making a lantern. There wasn't anyone to make one for. Not her mother or her father seeing as she didn't know if either of them were dead and not wanting to find out this way. No, Maeve was going to attend with a gift for Ludo because it would be rude to come with nothing. That was until she had to pull a body from the water of a raven haired boy who had played her beautiful music for nothing in return. With great care Maeve finds a spot that's a touch more secluded, hanging the carefully constructed lantern for Korbin in the bough of a tree, the flame flickering the same way his shooting stars did.
The panels are decorated with the silhouettes of ravens, stars hanging above them as the perch and fly against the almost icy background panels she picked to represent his home, but on a single panel is the outline of a boy with wings coming from his back and a lute in hand. She's not sure she really even wants to see him, but a part of her wishes to tell him that he wasn't alone. That she kept him safe afterwards. That she found him and hid him away until Noah could collect him, but even the Nightshade knows that might be too much.
The panels are decorated with the silhouettes of ravens, stars hanging above them as the perch and fly against the almost icy background panels she picked to represent his home, but on a single panel is the outline of a boy with wings coming from his back and a lute in hand. She's not sure she really even wants to see him, but a part of her wishes to tell him that he wasn't alone. That she kept him safe afterwards. That she found him and hid him away until Noah could collect him, but even the Nightshade knows that might be too much.
Honey just put your sweet lips on my lips
We should just kiss like real people do
We should just kiss like real people do
