27_53: (so over this)
27_53 ([personal profile] 27_53) wrote in [personal profile] brave_kreyu 2024-06-23 02:44 am (UTC)

"Of course, my love."

He offers her a smile, then turns the horse to rejoin the rest of the pack - they will need to gain some speed, catch up with the hounds who have still been hot on the 'trail', their excited barks growing softer as the distance increases. It feels strange to be leaving her 'behind' in such a manner, even through he knows that it is all a ploy.

Once they have resumed the 'chase' (and Gods, does Skellig want to be off this horse, every muscle in his body is already screaming in protest and the increased speed does not help) his focus is attuned to her heartbeat in his ears, listening.

"There is a meadow we must cross soon," he calls to the prince. "It is the only place along this trail where we may be exposed, so we should use caution. I have never seen sign of the beast there, but it is lush with prey - most excellent for hunting deer at this time of evening."

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