The look on her face expressed her displeasure more than any words ever could have.
He still could not name a single reason why he had kept it? When he had dismounted and walked towards the woods to throw it away, the odd thing had clung to his hand, staring at him with wide eyes… as though it were afraid of what laid beyond the trees.
And then he had just tucked it into his coat, telling himself that he would do it some other time.
"Why?" She asked, her voice dropping to a whisper.
He slowly dismounted, earning a soft neigh from the horse.
"Shall we talk inside?" He asked her, glancing around at the people that were all watching them.
She nodded hesitantly, before turning to one of the stablehands. "Take Valour inside."
Valour…
Her own horse was named Whisper…
It made him wonder, had she named every horse in the household.
He followed her into the house, maintaining a safe pace behind her.
She led him to a private parlour upstairs, in the wing they shared.
