Maeve
In truth, the Nightshade wasn't concerned at all about the wrath of the goddess. Not when she was a follower of Safrin. This was her land. The Queen didn't doubt that Safrin would ensure her protection. She's quiet for a moment, considering his words as she draws the string of her bow back, releasing it and striking two more fish. "The cold threatens our way of life. It drives out the fish, keeps our crops from growing, and it could possibly cause the monsoons to change too." She murmurs, sorting through the cons of this weather out loud as she grabs the fish she skewered.
"To let her hold remain would be a detriment." The Nightshade finally surmises, glancing towards Hadama, a slight smile on her lips as she already knows what the answer is. "Guess we'll find out if she can do anything about it."
"To let her hold remain would be a detriment." The Nightshade finally surmises, glancing towards Hadama, a slight smile on her lips as she already knows what the answer is. "Guess we'll find out if she can do anything about it."
Long nights, daydreams
Sugar and smoke rings, I've been a fool
But strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you
Sugar and smoke rings, I've been a fool
But strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you
