He was speachless. Utterly stripped of the ability to form a coherant thought that wasn't simply the word 'why?'He had a girl here who blamed him for every unhappy experience in her short life. She had a powerful venom for someone so young. Blindly she hated him for reasons others had given her. Told her it was his fault they lived in the Desert when honestly her own father was the reason for that. Before this he had been happily housed in the Bay not a stones throw from the Cove and she could have gone over for lunch and been back before sun down. Array had seen that he was no longer welcome on Tinuvel. It was through no work of his own doing. Though how that man had even known about Hush carrying his foal remained a mystery. The two of them hadn't known they had actually created anything at that time, but that was the past.

And Hush, his precious, beautiful woman who held his entire world in a word seemed to be falling to pieces before his eyes. He ignored Cersei's comments as the cremello woman spoke. His brow furrowed in confusion at first until the fear set into his heart. She was rambling on some strange tangent of thought that made absolutely no sense to him. He caught snippets, possibly a she posed him a question, but her last tirade followed by a few whispers made him forget it all.

What was a man to do? What was anyone to do? There was no solution book for this, no script he was supposed to follow. So he did all he could do. He continued running his whiskered nose along the curve of her too hollow neck planting soft, butterfly kisses from her shoulder to her velvet ears. "I don't care what they have told you or what your mind is telling you. I love you. I will love you to forever and back. I will never stop loving you. I will love every piece of you until my dying breath." All this and more he mumbled softly against her skin.

Let Cersei or Array or anyone challenge his love for Hush. He couldn't care less about what they thought of him. His mother had taught him long ago there was no purpose to what others thought of you. What mattered is who you were and what you did with it. This is what he would do. Love her and damn the rest of them to hell.

stallion // mixed // fifteen.three // four // bay dun tobiano [Ee/Aa/Dd/nT] // riley
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