Safrin
"You gave all I needed you to." Safrin replies, sweeping one hand away from Maeve's hair so that she might wipe away the former queen's tears from her cheek.
As the conversation turns to Edmund, the goddess straightens ever so slightly. Not out of upset for Maeve, but moreso because motherhood was a touchy subject where Safrin was concerned. Even so...perhaps the Nightshade had earned this side of her goddess. "You have seen how I treat my children." She begins, her voice soft. "Kamaria...Seren...you knew of both, but they are not the only children I have had over the years. None ever lived to adulthood." Quickly, the goddess interjects. "Though not because they died, merely because I chose to bring them into the heavens, where it was safe, and where I could watch over them more fully."
Safrin's smile, then, is sad and sweet; weighted down by the dissonance of being nearly omnipotent in her own area, and needing to be a parent to someone mortal. "If you were me, I would sweep Edmund somewhere far away. Burn Dygra out of his soul and let him heal from whatever poisons she placed into him. But were I you..." That was, if Safrin was forced to parent as a mortal would? Softly, she shakes her head.
"I'm sorry Maeve, but I don't know."
As the conversation turns to Edmund, the goddess straightens ever so slightly. Not out of upset for Maeve, but moreso because motherhood was a touchy subject where Safrin was concerned. Even so...perhaps the Nightshade had earned this side of her goddess. "You have seen how I treat my children." She begins, her voice soft. "Kamaria...Seren...you knew of both, but they are not the only children I have had over the years. None ever lived to adulthood." Quickly, the goddess interjects. "Though not because they died, merely because I chose to bring them into the heavens, where it was safe, and where I could watch over them more fully."
Safrin's smile, then, is sad and sweet; weighted down by the dissonance of being nearly omnipotent in her own area, and needing to be a parent to someone mortal. "If you were me, I would sweep Edmund somewhere far away. Burn Dygra out of his soul and let him heal from whatever poisons she placed into him. But were I you..." That was, if Safrin was forced to parent as a mortal would? Softly, she shakes her head.
"I'm sorry Maeve, but I don't know."
