Maeve
At feeling his bonded's worry the dragon was quick to try and heard Edmund back towards his mother, but the newly aged boy had other ideas. Mainly collecting rocks. So Aidon did the only thing that was reasonable and stayed, keeping a close eye on the boy until he found what he wanted, deciding it was time to head back towards Maeve.
Except Maeve was already frantic, rushing down the beach towards them due to a drive that even she couldn't truly understand beyond what it was. Motherly instinct. The Nightshade picked up the skirt of her dress, tripping over her feet as she sprinted through the sand, only to come to a halt at the sight of a small child. If it wasn't for his wild curls and Aidon beside him she wouldn't have believed it was her son. How? She blinked, brows knitting together and mouth falling open, "Petite étoile?" Maeve breathed in disbelief, dropping to her knees and gathering the boy into her arms, hugging him close before she drew back to hold his face between her hands.
"Oh.. Those are lovely, darling." She breathed, looking at the outstretched hands, smiling softly at the small collection of stones held in pale palms. "But please stay closer next time, alright? Can you do that for me, my starlight?" Maeve brushed back his curls, leaning forward to press another kiss to his forehead, still trying to turn over the fact that her baby wasn't a baby anymore.
Except Maeve was already frantic, rushing down the beach towards them due to a drive that even she couldn't truly understand beyond what it was. Motherly instinct. The Nightshade picked up the skirt of her dress, tripping over her feet as she sprinted through the sand, only to come to a halt at the sight of a small child. If it wasn't for his wild curls and Aidon beside him she wouldn't have believed it was her son. How? She blinked, brows knitting together and mouth falling open, "Petite étoile?" Maeve breathed in disbelief, dropping to her knees and gathering the boy into her arms, hugging him close before she drew back to hold his face between her hands.
"Oh.. Those are lovely, darling." She breathed, looking at the outstretched hands, smiling softly at the small collection of stones held in pale palms. "But please stay closer next time, alright? Can you do that for me, my starlight?" Maeve brushed back his curls, leaning forward to press another kiss to his forehead, still trying to turn over the fact that her baby wasn't a baby anymore.
If you're a lover, you should know
The lonely moments just get lonelier
The lonely moments just get lonelier
