strawberry wine

Indigo knew Gypsy’s life before him had been devoid of love, even her own father betrayed her and forced here through such a difficult life. He stunted her growth, Indigo suspected in more ways than one. Despite all of it she was still sweet and was truly beginning to trust him. There wasn’t more evidence than in they way he held her, and more than that, how she held him back. This was a rare gift, to have her so comfortable and at ease. The corners of Indy’s dark lips pulled back in a content smile as he watched her through his lidded gaze. She didn’t flinch or react to the gentle kiss he left, and he was amazed again. His patience was paying off, she could feel safe and tranquil. Everything he wanted for the scared half dead woman he found tied to a tree.

Indigo was getting ready to take another nap, laid out in the shade with a belly full of berries. He was determined to bring some home to put in his honey. Eventually. For now, Gypsy had his full attention and as she spoke he realized how little he told her about himself. Not that he’d offered any, when they were together he focused on her, on being patient and gaining her trust, there wasn’t time to explain himself and his past. He withheld a sigh so he didn’t seem like he didn’t want to answer her, because it wasn’t that. Bringing everything up was just difficult.

”I’m not nearly as interesting as you,” Indigo tried to lead off with a little teasing, but it was easier to poke fun than reveal the difficult truth. ”I guess I can start at the beginning. My father and mother ruled a pack, I was their third born son.” He’d never given his biography before, where did he go from here, and how much did he tell her? Everything? ”I’ve never really talked to anyone about this,” He scoffed softly. ”But my older brother’s were chosen as heirs over myself and my… sister, Aslatiel.” He tried to hide the hitch in his speech. ”Maybe it was that moment I realized I was the odd one out. Mortis and Azure were getting trained to take over the pack. Aslatiel was my father’s shining star. I…” He sighed from deep in his chest. ”Hmm.”

Indy quieted for a moment and held Gypsy quietly as his brain swam, going over his memories and the emotions that were brought with them. His father had encouraged all of his endeavors, he never wanted for anything and yet through all of it he felt like he had been left behind. ”When I was very young, not even a half a year old, my father caught Aslatiel and I kissing.” He whispered as he held her. Everyone in the band understood him, once they knew they commiserate and supported him. Especially his sweet Segin. ”I knew I loved her before then, but after that I realized how different the emotion was. I was in love with her, and my father could see it long before I did, and he forbade us from being together.” He spoke calmly but the emotion was thick in his voice. He paused, wondering if Gypsy might feel different after she knew.

Talking about Aslatiel was hard, knowing she was so far away with her new children… Indigo grit his teeth as his chest ached despite Gypsy’s closeness. The all too familiar darkness returned to his heart and seemed under his skin. He sucked in his breath painfully as tears pricked at his eyes.

Indigo Arcturus Fatalis