For all the experience he had on creating and raising children, Melisma is surprised to find the brief flit of anxiety cross the stallion. But her green eyes remained confident in her choice and it seemed to reassure him. Although, she didn’t think it was quite the honor he said it was, but it did cause a short laugh to escape her lips. “So formal.” Melisma teased, but even that was short lived. Letting her eyes close, Melisma leaned her body into him a bit more, enjoying the warmth and support he gave.
“Never question whether I want to come back or not.” she whispered, knowing that was a lot of his pain. How two mares he had truly loved had left, and how he felt about the red mare being taken away. The way he wondered if she was happier there or not. “This is where I want to be, and where I’ll always fight to return.” Cain had done so much for her, more than he would know. He had earned her loyalty, and her growing love, and Melisma refused to ever allow that to be broken.
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