Maeve
Jack was right in Maeve’s interests being piqued by the idea of Torchline being the crown jewel of Caido. There was nothing stopping them from making it so. Nothing at all. The Queen glances towards the smuggler, a smile already playing on her lips as an ease that hasn’t been present for some time settles over the Nightshade and she rolls her shoulders back. ”Perhaps it’s time that we make more of a mark for ourselves. Torchline has always been a melting pot and a beacon for many, but given how many have been displaced and are looking for somewhere to call home, our shores should be a good choice. Especially given how looked after they are by you, my lady.”
There were surely improvements to be made, but Maeve had no doubt they were capable. ”Do you think peace will last long enough for us to focus on such a task?”
There were surely improvements to be made, but Maeve had no doubt they were capable. ”Do you think peace will last long enough for us to focus on such a task?”
Oh your mouth is poison
Your mouth is wine
Your mouth is wine
The Nightshade
