“For all evils there are two remedies - time and silence.”
― Alexandre Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo
Even the stars hope to see,
The buds of hope that bloom for thee.
Rodrigo exhaled softly eying the pair of mares wondering if it were possible to quell the tension between them. Ysabel simply rubbed Miss Taytim the wrong way and Taytim on the other hand had her spunk and her dignity, there was no wrong in standing up for herself. The virile looked to Ysabel curiously as he waited to see how the lighter hued maid would respond. The Pirate Queen trotted over and he stood ready to stand between the two in the case the mare responded violently. His aid however, turned out to be unnecessary. The sooty buckskinned minx lowered her head to the petite mare. "Well now, I can't tell you how much it thrills me so to keep you guessing Tiny." She was a breath away from touching noses with Taytim, playfulness in her eyes. The Pirate Queen had to admit to herself, she was glad the little minx decided to stick around she was quite fun to pick on. After a few moments sort of taunting the mare with just that look in her eyes she snorted and motioned beside Rodrigo and leaned on up against him. "Besides, you wouldn't be able to reach silly girl." This was not true, Taytim was sizeable enough to carry out her threat but Ysabel could not resist another laugh at Taytim's expense.
The dark hellion stepped aside which forced Ysabel to hold herself up again. Then suddenly the black chestnut maid turned and scuttled away leaving the sooty buckskinned mare with just the titanic bay. Her dark eyes drifted to the hellion as he motioned forward after her then stopped, ear pricked and the man was clearly concerned. Rodrigo was worried about Taytim she seemed distressed, but he wished to respect her request as well and that stopped him. The virile felt a nudge at his shoulder and his attention was returned to the bandit who held his freedom. "Lady business lover boy…I would say the baby will be here any day now….now keep your hooves on…" The mare was always so suave and confident it seemed and she enjoyed how her statement only helped to put the large brute even more on edge that he nearly sprang after the little lady. "…she needs to be alone so leave her be. Come along handsome." And she moved before him as if to ensure she would not let him pass. Her nose motioned him to get going in the other direction.
Rodrigo eyed the mare straight in the eyes. There was silence before a faint smile broke, it was the smile of a man who uncovered something that someone else did not wish uncovered. "You like Miss Taytim…don't you Miss Ysabel?" This stunned the minx and she sneered at his words. "Move it." she said more gravely. With a sigh, Rodrigo obeyed and moved along the path she now lead down. Ysabella did find the little lady amusing, but she was not about to admit that out loud. Weakness was not something anyone put out in the light and to her, caring for others was in fact a weakness.
"I don't know what makes you say such an imbecilic thing. Between the two of us, you're the saint. And don't call me Miss Ysabel. You can call me master, bitch, countess of your universe, your majesty , or just plain old Ysabel. Honestly you're etiquette makes me sick. I have to say you two make for an odd couple."
Rodrigo stopped and eyed the Pirate Queen square. I suppose it is an imbecilic thing to say… replied the beast though he did not sound convinced by the admittance. You mistake me too if you think I am a saint…and we are not intimate if that is what you are implying. Taytim is a friend and we have been travelling together."
"You're an oddball Rodrigo…hanging around a mare carrying a child that is not yours I find it hard to believe."
"You are most welcomed to believe what you wish Mi--Ysabel."
Hearing his mannerism extinguished made her even more at eased and she smirked as she replied, "You're a good soul Rodrigo. Beware not to pick up on my bad habits in your two months here…or your soul really will be as damned as mine." At this she winked and picked up the pace. Rodrigo followed the rest of the way quietly, his mind drifting back to Taytim hoping she was ok.
RODRIGO
the spaniard |