Not everyone is perfect.

When she didn't think so much or worry, Sicily did feel a bit more at peace. As much as she hated the lagoon she knew she couldn't. This place was a part of her just as she was a part of it, it would be wrong to hate where you were born no matter the circumstances. With a heavy sigh she faltered in her walking but regained her balance before she went down into the muck below. With this small distraction she didn't sense another body coming nearer to her and with the air already filled with the musky scent of the males here it was hard to pick up on Rade until he was practically on top of her.

At his touch her eyes snap open, a started look to her before she calms herself and fakes disinterest at his muzzle against hers with a flick of her ears and tilting her head away. After a minute she glances to him again, regarding him coolly, "I wonder when you are going to quit calling me the daughter of thane. It's Sicily, so get it right golden boy," she was grinning at him, choosing to ignore his clever quips. She had no time for fancy word play and she had a feeling she would most likely lose what was left of her self control.

It seems just the brushing of their noses together wasn't enough for him and Sicily tenses at his breath against her skin, trembling when she feels his teeth dragging across along the lines of her neck. She wasn't suppose to be enjoying this. He was ruining her, breaking down walls that had taken her forever to build. At his voice she jerks back into attention, glad for the distraction of words but she still remained still as can be to avoid any other unnecessary touching.

"My freedom?" She softly questions, a mere whisper on her lips. "Knowing you there would be a catch to that. You don't plan to ever let me truly go do you? You'll always be one step behind me. You can't personally torment Thane himself but you can with me, being his daughter afterall."

She sniffed at this, ignoring the movement that came from inside her swollen stomach. Who would have though that by carrying that lagoon kings blood it made her a target for revenge. Turning her head she looks toward the stallions face, assessing this new piece of information she had just thought up.

"That's what this is isn't it? Revenge. He took something of yours so you take who you presume is his. Hate to tell you this but he would not care, never did. You've wasted all this time on me for nothing". And with that said she turns back around to stare into the muddy ground that looked much more welcoming than this conversation.


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