meg knew for certain that she had messed up and big time. even though the kingdom that she lived in had a neutral stance on magic users, she still kept her abilities a secret to keep those that she cared about safe. there were still people from other kingdoms and possibly in the one that she resided in that would happy persecute her, so it was something that she just didn’t tell people. even her best friend, bolin. it hurt her the most not to tell him, but meg knew that she had to keep him safe, just in case something were to happen. he meant more than anything
to her, even more than friends and leaning towards something else. she was very unsure about her feelings still, as she had not felt so strongly about someone, even if they were very close. meg had a feeling that bolin felt the same way, but the fear of him rejecting her kept her from telling him about both her feelings and abilities.
her choice to use magic during the battle to, first, save bolin and later the rest of the army was an impulse. not that she regretted it, but meg was pretty sure that he as well as countless other knights would meet their demise during this battle as the other army was much, much larger. the impulse mostly stemmed from her not being able to see something horrific befall the man that was her closest confidante and best friend. it would have torn her apart to have to see such a thing, especially if she could have done something to stop it. when bolin has figured out it, it was quite clear to her that he was shocked, as she had tried her best not to hint towards it during their conversations.
her skirt rippled in the wind as she made her way down to the river that meg knew that she could find him at. even if he tried to hide from her, she knew him well enough to know what places to check. this wasn’t like him at all and she had a feeling that it had something to do with either her using magic or possibly not telling him her secret. her face lit up when she spotted him in the river, but his cold comments that followed him noticing her shook her to the core. her initial relief turned into hurt, but she tried her best to conceal it. “I understand that you're upset. You don't need to, like, talk or anything, but don't ignore me. I promise that I can explain.” meg frowned as she took a few dainty steps closer to the bank of the river, trying her best not to fall in. the frown intensified when she noticed his wounds from the battle. “oh, you’re hurt! if it’s not too much to ask, I could heal you at least a little bit. if you don’t, I understand.” her voice wavered as she spoke while she looked downwards at the ground, not sure as to what he would say or do in response.