Maeve
His words are gentle, correcting her after she finishes speaking and her lips quirk up into a slight smile. Ducking her head slightly, the Nightshade finds a quiet laugh slipping past her lips despite herself as she finally meets his sea glass gaze again. "We're a team. If I don't ever give you what you need I ask that you talk to me and I'll do the same." She wasn't going to let either of them be stuck in a relationship that didn't serve them. Not when they had both gone through so much to get to this point.
His tanned fingers reach for the ring and Maeve feels her breath catch for only a moment, but the words that pass his lips cause all of the tension to melt from her body. She exhales, breath stuttering out of her, "Yes. You are mine and I am yours." Maeve murmurs, bringing his hand up to her lips, brushing a kiss across his knuckles.
"We have to infuse the gem with your blood. Then, as long as I am wearing it, we'll be connected." Her voice is quiet, accent still thick on her words as she speaks from the emotion that still lingers.
His tanned fingers reach for the ring and Maeve feels her breath catch for only a moment, but the words that pass his lips cause all of the tension to melt from her body. She exhales, breath stuttering out of her, "Yes. You are mine and I am yours." Maeve murmurs, bringing his hand up to her lips, brushing a kiss across his knuckles.
"We have to infuse the gem with your blood. Then, as long as I am wearing it, we'll be connected." Her voice is quiet, accent still thick on her words as she speaks from the emotion that still lingers.
These violent delights
Have violent ends
Have violent ends
