The Lost Islands
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𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝒷𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝓇𝒶𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒹


She didn't know the anguish Bjorn was feeling before she gave him the news, but it was something terrible. She was worried for him and worried he would not get passed this without something bad happening. She wanted to make it a point that she wanted to be involved. She wanted to save the foals she promised to keep safe and she wanted to keep Bjorn alive. So many in the Ridge relied on him and he had to have a future in this world. She tells him the basics of what happened, but she does not tell him everything.

His head tries to lift as he speaks, but somehow he struggles. She has never seen the strong Icelandic stallion struggle so much so she looks onto his body with worry. There are wounds, many more than she had herself. She feels guilty for not fighting harder. She should have died protecting her foals. It was sad to see him so angry without the strength to do a thing about it. He needed rest, as she did, but they couldn't wait long to save the children. It all was too much and she loses her emotions, pressing into his skin. Bjorn still had warmth so there would be no stopping him.

His head lifts to look at her and she finds her blue gaze meeting his icy stare. His words flow to her as her sobbing lessons, but she only nods. He moves upright and suggests her coming closer with his body language. Ysabel doesn't hesitate as she scoots closer and snuggles up to her strong pony King. She was too close to look at her so her eyes just stare at the sand under their bodies as she speaks. "I want to help. Give me a few days to heal this leg and I will rush into the Lagoon with you to save our children." He would need the rest anyway so maybe she could use her own wounds as a way to get him healed first. At least somewhat healed.

"We will need help, Bjorn. You are a mighty Konung, but they are strong too." She tries to use a word from his language that she had heard him say before with no clue how badly she butchered the language. At least she could ask Askold. "They took down Osiris, killed him. They defeated myself and the new mare Siobhan, but I will not let them win twice. Not while I still breathe." Determination crosses her eyes. The sweet, loving Ysabel was a changed mare in these lands with Bjorn. Her conflict with Nyimara has driven her fate down a path of violence and though she tried to stop it, it was still finding her.

"I learned some things about Osiris that wasn't pleasant, but he died for our cause. He deserves vengence."



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