No Shame in This Walk

Lia rather liked having full access to the young Lord, if only for a little while. It was a rare privilege she didn’t get very often. Everything about his presence was welcoming, comforting to her. He made her feel safe in a way she had not felt before he had appeared like magic into her life.

She slowly made her way up his back, working along his spine as she made her way towards her shoulders. Just as she began to spread her paws across his broad shoulders, she noticed the scars - scars that certainly had not existed the first time she had massaged him. “What happened, My Lord?” she asked, her voice very soft as she let her paws brush across them, feather-light. Someone had hurt him? Artorias, who was a glimmer of golden light in a dark world? She frowned, a strange feeling bubbling up in her chest as she let her paws flicker gently across them again, blinking suddenly.