Beating heart of stone

As Aranea leaned gently into his touch and started to bring her muzzle up to meet his, Allegro only felt sad at the thought of all the things that could have been. Even when he leaned down a bit to meet her half way, leaving a gentle brush of a kiss on her lips, he knew it didn't feel right. He desperately wanted it to, he wanted to feel that same spark they used to feel, but it wasn't there. At least not right now. He didn't think it was impossible to build it up again, but tonight wasn't the place to find it again. He sighed softly as their lips parted and he gave her a sad smile. He knew she felt it too. He brought his forelegs up around her and went to pull her into his chest if she let him, squeezing her in what was more akin to a tender hug than anything related to passion. It was a sign of affection and forgiveness, a sign that she was still in his family no matter what had happened. Once he began to work past his own hurt and loss he knew he could truly forgive her and hopefully move on, but for now this was the best he could muster.

He looked up thoughtfully at the window in front of him for a moment while he lightly scratched absently between her shoulders. There was a pause as he considered things and even as he spoke he knew he wasn't thrilled with the idea, but it was something that he needed to give her. An olive branch perhaps to make the transition away from The Hallows feel less rushed. "Stay at least through the end of the season," he told her as he brought his gaze back down to hers. "Hopefully the weather will be better in the summer. I wouldn't want you making that trip on your own in all of this snow and ice. Hopefully that will give you enough time to... tie up loose ends." He wasn't completely naive - at least not now that he knew the truth. He knew why she wanted to stay behind at least for a little bit. A very small part of him actually began to feel bad that he was pulling her away from this man that had clearly swept her off of her feet, but he couldn't put anything above the lives of their children. This would at least give her a few weeks to figure things out... and say goodbye.

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