we are honey and the bee

Sparhawk easily allowed her to lead him wherever she wanted him to go but he offered his support in his strong shoulder until she moved closer to the old tree that marked Shaye’s resting place. She grew quiet, Sparhawk stepped forward to say his own respects. Poem didn’t think she could love him more but in that moment her assumption was proved false. He bowed his head as hers was now and spoke softly to the spirits on the wind. Shaye wasn’t with them anymore but they could speak to her still. Maybe she could hear them, maybe she couldn’t, but Poem felt better bringing him here for Shaye’s approval.

His words made it hard to think she was so overwhelmed with emotions. Here at her mother’s grave she felt the saddest, but brought the source of her joy counteracted how much it still hurt. Poem met his gaze as he looked over, his words soft and honest. Despite how sad she still felt she could smile softly at her love. It was such an odd feeling to accept, but it was the truth and she wouldn’t deny it. She’d admitted it in front of Shaye’s grave and she wasn’t going back on it.

Poem smiled at him, tears still in her eyes but her grin genuine. ”I’m sure she would have loved your smile.” The girl offered him softly with a nuzzle before pulling away slightly. She let silence settle for a moment longer as she summoned Shaye in her heart, but nothing she did would ever bring her back.

”We should not linger. I have more to show you.” She leaned over to steal a comforting kiss before leading the way back to Abaven’s borders.