Maeve
Maeve laughs softly at that idea, loving how her son thinks, nodding at his words. "Yes, they play hide and seek." She confirms, giving him a gentle squeeze. Maeve wouldn't be surprised if the stars in Safrin's realm came to life. If they really did play games and chase each other through the sky. The Nightshade puts nothing past the starry goddess. Jade eyes track the clouds across the sky, a small smile on her lips, fingers brushing through Edmund's curls as they stargaze.
Nodding at his words, Maeve traces a pattern out along the cluster of stars, "That's right. Her tail is there and her there is her body." The Nigthshade explains, pointing out the shapes to her son. "What do you think her story is?" Curious as to what her son could possibly come up with for this particular constellation.
Nodding at his words, Maeve traces a pattern out along the cluster of stars, "That's right. Her tail is there and her there is her body." The Nigthshade explains, pointing out the shapes to her son. "What do you think her story is?" Curious as to what her son could possibly come up with for this particular constellation.
Fight so dirty, but your love's so sweet
Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth
Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth
