My dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room
Her lips twitch up into a smile as she loops her arm with his once more, letting her fingers rest lightly against the muscle beneath his shirt, "I can only imagine." The Nightshade murmurs, shaking her head at the thought of a slightly tipsy Ronin declaring his love to his friends after narrowly escaping death. She can see it more clearly than he'd likely prefer her to acknowledge.
"He's been to the Court once and while he didn't voice it explicitly..." She shrugs her shoulders. They both know that his husband isn't a fan of their goddess. It wasn't a secret he tried to keep. "Gods, no, I'm not trying to meet Mort anytime soon." Not because she died, at least. Turning them onto the path towards the Halenani, Maeve dips her head, "Just tell me where he decides and I'll make the arrangements." She's sure that no matter where they choose, it will be enjoyable. They deserve it.
"Yes please. Thank you, Ronin." The rest of the walk is filled with discussions of children, food, and nothing deeper than that. It's with a hug and a kiss to the cheek that Maeve leaves him.
~FIN <3~
"He's been to the Court once and while he didn't voice it explicitly..." She shrugs her shoulders. They both know that his husband isn't a fan of their goddess. It wasn't a secret he tried to keep. "Gods, no, I'm not trying to meet Mort anytime soon." Not because she died, at least. Turning them onto the path towards the Halenani, Maeve dips her head, "Just tell me where he decides and I'll make the arrangements." She's sure that no matter where they choose, it will be enjoyable. They deserve it.
"Yes please. Thank you, Ronin." The rest of the walk is filled with discussions of children, food, and nothing deeper than that. It's with a hug and a kiss to the cheek that Maeve leaves him.
~FIN <3~
Maeve
