Maeve
It makes her giggle, the way he points out of understatement, the queen actually looking her age for once as she sits before him. "If it wasn't for the fact that I'd been to Halo and the Greatwood, this would be my first time ever seeing snow." It might have looked out of place on their sandy shores, but Maeve likes the juxtaposition of it all, finding a lovely notion in the picture of it.
"I'm glad I could help you indulge then. Good to know I still have the knack for it." A smirk curls on her lips as she lets that slip. He likely didn't know what it was she used to do before she became queen. Not many did if they weren't residents of Torchline before her rise to power. It wasn't that the queen was ashamed of her background. If anything she took pride in it, using many of the lessons it taught her to be a better leader.
Her brows knit together as he repeats the word back to her, confusion clouding her pretty features before she lifts a palm to her forehead, "Gods, I'm sorry. It's a kind of dancing. You mainly balance on your toes." She stands then, knowing it was hard to picture without any sort of proper demonstration. The Nightshade draws in a breath, centering herself before rising up onto pointe, gliding through a few dips and turns, giving him a short demonstration. "There's more to it than that, but that's the gist of it."
"I'm glad I could help you indulge then. Good to know I still have the knack for it." A smirk curls on her lips as she lets that slip. He likely didn't know what it was she used to do before she became queen. Not many did if they weren't residents of Torchline before her rise to power. It wasn't that the queen was ashamed of her background. If anything she took pride in it, using many of the lessons it taught her to be a better leader.
Her brows knit together as he repeats the word back to her, confusion clouding her pretty features before she lifts a palm to her forehead, "Gods, I'm sorry. It's a kind of dancing. You mainly balance on your toes." She stands then, knowing it was hard to picture without any sort of proper demonstration. The Nightshade draws in a breath, centering herself before rising up onto pointe, gliding through a few dips and turns, giving him a short demonstration. "There's more to it than that, but that's the gist of it."
Poor little girl
still waiting for her happy ending
still waiting for her happy ending
