I would fall from grace just to touch your face
There wasn't time to rest. Not when Aurelia was missing in the desert. There was no telling when the Fireheart would be back, but she couldn't wait for her to reappear. She had work to do. Whether or not she just had a baby didn't change that. The Nightshade was at her desk, going through letters and other various documents, Edmund bundled up in a blanket against her chest. Aidon laid curled by the fireplace, snoozing as his bonded worked, but the sound of the knock had his head snapping up.
Maeve turned her attention towards the door, smiling softly as Ray's voice reached her muffled through the wood, "Come in, Ray." She called back, setting down her quill and adjusting her hold on Edmund, straightening up as the door opens. "How are you?"
Maeve turned her attention towards the door, smiling softly as Ray's voice reached her muffled through the wood, "Come in, Ray." She called back, setting down her quill and adjusting her hold on Edmund, straightening up as the door opens. "How are you?"
Maeve
