Maeve
It's beautiful chaos and Maeve isn't privy to even half of it. If it wasn't for the way his lips part in a silent scream, face twisting with pain and relaxing again, she might not have even known anything had happened. Safrin gives him exactly what they came here for with less pomp and circumstance than Maeve was expecting. Whatever she saw in Jack's mind must have been enough and there is a faint surge of jealousy to think he already holds so much favor with the goddess.
Maeve keeps herself from letting it show, instead stepping forward to help Jack stand, bracing herself against his side so he doesn't collapse. "Yes... Thank you, Safrin. I have no doubt this will not be forgotten." By either of them. As if the herald would allow it. "I'll help him get back." She says softly with a final dip of her head.
Maeve keeps herself from letting it show, instead stepping forward to help Jack stand, bracing herself against his side so he doesn't collapse. "Yes... Thank you, Safrin. I have no doubt this will not be forgotten." By either of them. As if the herald would allow it. "I'll help him get back." She says softly with a final dip of her head.
Oh your mouth is poison
Your mouth is wine
Your mouth is wine
The Nightshade
