Llinos does not fear the woods. The trees are her guardians and the animals her friends. She knows which berries are safe, where to glean the best nuts, and how to approach the spring fawns.
The trip from home to glen is of no concern to her. But those eyes, lovely and blue, trouble her. She senses his nervous confusion the way she would in a colt before it shies away.
(She's always been good with animals. Her grandmother says it's a gift. Her father said it was the Devil's work, but her father died and her mother knew not what to do with her.)
In between lessons, when Lady Morgan isn't believed to be looking, glances over at the boy, a friendly smile offered each time. He'll come to her in his own time.
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Date: 2015-07-14 09:01 pm (UTC)The trip from home to glen is of no concern to her. But those eyes, lovely and blue, trouble her. She senses his nervous confusion the way she would in a colt before it shies away.
(She's always been good with animals. Her grandmother says it's a gift. Her father said it was the Devil's work, but her father died and her mother knew not what to do with her.)
In between lessons, when Lady Morgan isn't believed to be looking, glances over at the boy, a friendly smile offered each time. He'll come to her in his own time.