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"Excuse me, but may I know where you are taking me?" I speak cautiously, refusing to allow my fear seep into my words.
She does not stop, not even a single moment. "Somewhere safe."
"But why?" I ask again, without a thought.
She turns around, and I am shocked by both the intensity, yet gentleness of her gaze. "Figured you were lost."
I can only nod in reply, torn between distrust and gratitude.
She grins, clearly satisfied with her judgement. "My name's Maeve, what's yours?"
"Iris", I mumble, meeting her gaze again.
"Maeve?"
"Hmm?"
"Thank you."
She is a cherub, and in her eyes, nothing more. Her existence thrives on her duty alone. Aloof and hollow, she plants herself in between two regions of a nation at war, determined to find a match that would return peace. But whilst roaming around a village to observe, the northern region attacks. Caught in the midst of chaos, she bumps into Maeve, a young potter, who immediately decides to help the former escape.