Anger pumps through her veins as she recalls her capture. Again, she has been taken by a monster, but this time she fears her suspicions are correct. She had thought Tyr was Nuckelavee, but that theory had been debunked the more she got to know him. Tyr was just a lustful stallion throwing his weight around. This stallion was very different. That dark look he had in his eyes as he fought off Persephone and took her captive…he was a true monster. A deamhan of pure evil rests inside that stallion. She even fears Evren coming to her rescue. What he might do to her…

She did not mean to sneak up on the child. Honestly, she didn’t think a child would be found in a place like this. Dual eyes blink curiously as she quickly stops her stomping through the Bay. She does not get closer to the ebony colt even when he stops and turns himself around to face her. ”Treun little one,” she whispers as her eyes lock on the small form in front of her. How could something so seemingly innocent, and treun, be here? It really didn’t make sense, but I guess even deamhan’s make babies. This poor soul still seems pure…his mother must be mortal.

”I didn’t mean to scare,” she apologizes. Hopefully the colt would not call out for help from his demon father. Maeve couldn’t handle seeing him right now.


Translation(s):
treun - brave
deamhan - demon

*Note: Using google translate so most likely I am butchering this language.