A year.
She'd been free for a year.
Maeve took a deep breathe of the ocean scented air and closed her eyes, savouring the warmth of spring sunshine on her face in the pretty coastal town. She had learnt so much in that one year too. How these lands worked, the different types of people who walked it, and the subtle politics that wove it all together. With no sign of the Fae who had a stake to her soul she had begun to relax as the months went on and had begun to... enjoy this new life. Sure she missed home far out across the sea and at times she squinted really hard to try and see it through the sea mists but, now she was here? It made her wonder if this wasn't what she had been meant to do all along. Fae or not.
"Maeve! Quit daydreamin' would ya?" the cranky voice brought her out of her thoughts and she gave the owner of it a half-hearted scowl before rushing after her. After leaving the comforts and safety of Arun's home she hadn't been sure where to go from there. Back to her grandfather's home or onwards, to forge her own path? Her friend had given her enough courage and tools to decide on the latter and some weeks later she had found herself here with a few bits of coin and an apparently lost look on her face. That was when she had found Vivienne. Or rather Vivienne had found her, as she told it. The older woman was a blacksmith and had offered her board and food in return for hard labour.
Mae hadn't regretted any second of it.
"Can we not just enjoy the day?" Maeve asked sweetly, carrying the blacksmith tools with ease for such a slight woman. Vivienne snorted her answer and Mae tried to hide her smile. Today was market day so she wouldn't push her friend was she went over what it was they needed for the week ahead.
But her freedom had made her sloppy and she didn't notice the warning chime of the wind at that odd, somehow familiar presence.
She'd been free for a year.
Maeve took a deep breathe of the ocean scented air and closed her eyes, savouring the warmth of spring sunshine on her face in the pretty coastal town. She had learnt so much in that one year too. How these lands worked, the different types of people who walked it, and the subtle politics that wove it all together. With no sign of the Fae who had a stake to her soul she had begun to relax as the months went on and had begun to... enjoy this new life. Sure she missed home far out across the sea and at times she squinted really hard to try and see it through the sea mists but, now she was here? It made her wonder if this wasn't what she had been meant to do all along. Fae or not.
"Maeve! Quit daydreamin' would ya?" the cranky voice brought her out of her thoughts and she gave the owner of it a half-hearted scowl before rushing after her. After leaving the comforts and safety of Arun's home she hadn't been sure where to go from there. Back to her grandfather's home or onwards, to forge her own path? Her friend had given her enough courage and tools to decide on the latter and some weeks later she had found herself here with a few bits of coin and an apparently lost look on her face. That was when she had found Vivienne. Or rather Vivienne had found her, as she told it. The older woman was a blacksmith and had offered her board and food in return for hard labour.
Mae hadn't regretted any second of it.
"Can we not just enjoy the day?" Maeve asked sweetly, carrying the blacksmith tools with ease for such a slight woman. Vivienne snorted her answer and Mae tried to hide her smile. Today was market day so she wouldn't push her friend was she went over what it was they needed for the week ahead.
But her freedom had made her sloppy and she didn't notice the warning chime of the wind at that odd, somehow familiar presence.