115 Sirius-ly babysitting Maeve again?

Maeve swam obediently after Nerida, her limbs moving without thought, her mind drifting like a leaf caught in the tide. It was a strange feeling—being weightless, being gone. And yet…

Far across the waves, something called to her.

The distant pull of something important.

Someone? Lugh? I miss him. Her mind tried to say but her subconscious wouldn't let her.

As she reached the distant shore, she stepped onto the damp earth, her bare feet pressing into familiar ground. It was as if she had blinked and been thrust into another lifetime. Everything looked exactly as it had when she left, unchanged by her absence.

Yet, she had changed.

"Come, my new best friend!" Nerida's voice rang out, bright and wicked. "I have a present for you!"

Maeve barely reacted as her mind was struggling with the idea of simply leaving Lugh like that.

Her feet faltered. For a

Moment the fog in her mind attempted to surpass the trance.