yet my blood renders me a King
Sah can't help the small smile that stretches across his face when Maeve approaches. He startles slightly when she grabs his hand, but happily returns the gentle squeeze. The Abandoned tries to ignore the slight flush to his ears and focus on her words. Their past encounter is clear in his mind, and he doubts it'll go away anytime soon. Not that he wants it to. It's a fantastic memory.
He reaches over and grabs one of the cookies, "You made these?" Sah takes a bite, and his eyes widen. "These are delicious. No wonder they were gone before I saw them." The twins seem to share his sweet tooth and love of cookies. He can't blame them for hogging ones these tasty.
He reaches over and grabs one of the cookies, "You made these?" Sah takes a bite, and his eyes widen. "These are delicious. No wonder they were gone before I saw them." The twins seem to share his sweet tooth and love of cookies. He can't blame them for hogging ones these tasty.
Sah
