Maeve
For all of her grumbling and groaning, Maeve is fairly easy to rouse, but that's only because Harper has cracked the code. Breakfast, tea, and an affectionate smile is all it takes for her to willingly untangle herself from her cocoon of blankets. The kiss is just extra and Maeve cherishes it more than anything. With the tea in her hands and a content warmth spreading through her chest, she can't even find it in herself to be playfully irritated by his denial. Leaning lightly into his touch, unable to help herself, the Nightshade takes up a piece of toast slathered with strawberry jam. Taking a bite of the toast, Maeve hums softly, shaking her head at him.
"The fact that you love me more than anything?" The queen quips, grinning over at him as she leans lightly against his side, quickly finishing off her toast. The eggs are next and while Maeve was never a breakfast person before, she's slowly become one thanks to Harper's cooking. It's one of the many things he's made better in her life.
"The fact that you love me more than anything?" The queen quips, grinning over at him as she leans lightly against his side, quickly finishing off her toast. The eggs are next and while Maeve was never a breakfast person before, she's slowly become one thanks to Harper's cooking. It's one of the many things he's made better in her life.
the only heaven I'll be sent to
is when I'm along with you
is when I'm along with you
