When caesius spoke it is soft and offered comfort

Sylvia found herself feeling at ease with the mare as her hind right leg relaxed allowing her to shift to crop her scythe on the damp ground beneath her. Slender auditiives moved listening to the comment that the young girl could see resemblance between herself and Lyden which caused Sylvia pale lips to curve in a faint smile. When she went on to explain that she hadn’t seen gandy in a few days it only gave Sylvia the impression that she would indeed not be able to see her.

Before Sylvia could respond the girl continued onwards

It seemed as though Sylvia’s comment about her being the one her brother fought so hard for to get made her feel uncomfortable which brought confusion but the prudent mare stayed silent and just listened feeling content that cae felt comfortable enough around her to open up as much as she had

Her comment about soul mates Sylvia instantly related too

”I believe in soul mates as well my dear, my beloved Midas and I, we are just that – soul mates. Have been since the day we met back when I was just barely mature” thinking of him her eyes sparkled and her heart began to flutter ”I’m so happy my brother has been able to experience it as well, growing up he didn’t quite understand no matter how many times I tried to explain it” she paused ”of course now as I’m sure you’re aware trying to explain something like soul mates to someone who’s never felt it is impossible” nodding to her own words Sylvia felt relieved.

Lyden deserved to have happiness in his life and he found it

”are you shunned here in the forest?” the news brought Sylvia to frown just when she heard the soft beats of another approaching. Sea blues shifted to see a beautiful buckskin with a pale white face approach with a very handsome foal in tow.

As she came forward and greeted caesisus and herself Sylvia exchanged breaths

”it’s wonderful to meet you Jormungandr” Sylvia smiled once more ”Lyden insisted that I meet his queen before I left, he most definitely adores you dear” looking between the two mares Sylvia for a moment wonders if caesisus had been shunned by the queen but thought better to inquire, and so instead she focused her attention to the very striking colt beside the buckskin ”oh my, he looks so much like lyden” it nearly left Sylvia breathless as Elliot breathed heavily ”this is Elliot my son” now she spoke to both of them and moved her nose in her sons direction before tilting it towards the black filly ”I’m not sure who this little girl is yet, my fearless son brought her back from his little adventure in the prairie”