"Just like her, you have a hard life ahead. Do not cling to the details that will hold you back." She sighed, her gaze finally lowering. "I know I sound like a prick talking down to you because you refused to stick to her, but... I want to believe I have your best interest in mind."
She was a fae, and she knew that fae could not always be trusted. Mischief and chaos were deeply rooted in their bloodline, it was not something they could run away from, but it could be suppressed and commanded. She knew it better than most alongside that person.
Like her, Maremalle wanted to believe she cared for Kyrie, and could guide him in the path he needed to walk and bring him to where he needed to grow but staying chained to that person would bring him no good.
