Well so far, things in the Dale had been entertaining to say the least. Now Talien is no longer the foolish young girl she had once been... back when she had first toyed with such fantasies as finding a one true love. No, she had learned the hard way that such trivial pursuits did not exist. However, there was an undeniable attraction she felt for the gruff, abrasive king of the Dale. His mere nearness sent a shiver coursing down her spine as her veins boiled with hunger. A part of her wanted to blame this emotions on the ever present memories of their time alone in the meadow, the night that Baylor had been conceived... however even she knew that was not entirely the reason.

There was something wrong and forbidden about the relationship with Rhaego, she tried not to dwell on the idea, to push it off as mere conjecture brought about by her father's words... however...

A soft sigh escapes her ash dusted lips as the beautiful woman of brandished gold gives herself a shake and ventures away from the sheltering comfort of the trees and into the open meadow lands of the Dale. Sunlight dappled her golden skin as the beautiful girl lifts her proud crown skyward, her nostrils testing the zephyrs as the invisible fingers caress her skin and lift her long chocolate locks, giving them a life of their own with its marionette fingers. There was something about the Dale that comforted her, that made her feel as though finally she belonged, regardless of the strange mishap a few weeks ago with the strange vine girl. Tiny pointed ears momentarily bury themselves beneath the thick mantle of her mane as she thinks back on that moment. It had been rude of the woman to approach in such a manner... but perhaps as a silly child she could see the girl's point of view. When she was younger she too would have been hurt beyond words at the sight of a stallion that claimed her heart with another mare... much less another mare and a child that was clearly of his get. However the mare was clearly older than herself and should see not know better? Much less to startled her daughter like that... perhaps that more than anything irked Talien the most.

However, no sooner had she come, she had also vanished and Talien was resolved to letting Baylor run and frolic through the Dale. At first, she had worried for the girl's safety. She did not know the Dale and its lands as she had Paraiso. And though she trusted Rhaego to be a fearless and protective guardian... she did not know him that well either. The thought of him once more flashed through her mind the images of that hot summer night when sweat and the lust had been the only things that she could sense. The feel of his strong muscular frame against hers, the taste of his sweat streaked skin, his dark hungry eyes... the primal need... it caused her to shiver despite the bright afternoon sun that warmed her skin. She sighs again as she pushes the thoughts from her mind with a single sweet of her long dark tail. Tiny ears swivel as silver blue eyes cast a roaming glance over the surrounding hillocks and perches that Rhaego tended to use to look over his small herd. Silently she longed for his company, for there were many things left unsaid between them and yet her pride and self worth prevented her from letting her voice ring out over the Dale. He would come to her in due time... surely he had not tired of her just yet.