mel watched as you started moving your mouth to speak at the council meeting, her eyes narrowing slightly but it would never be out of malice. she admired you too much for that kind of pettiness.

she was addicted to you like a child with sugar. alone at night, her hands would never stray from your hair or your cheeks.

she admired the way you would hold your ground against the other council members, making them see your point in your debate.

“you were quite bold during todays meeting, darling.” her voice was soft and smooth, like a velvet blanket being draped over you.