WALKING WITH A GHOST

*Argent* · 08-16-2014, 10:01 PM

He greets her with a question. Will she bury him? Argent cannot imagine such a thing, cannot imagine how she would live without purpose, how she could manage to put him in his grave. ?When you prevail,? she informs him, moving and seeking to touch her muzzle to his. Perhaps she is out of line, but she is his Queen, she is his sword, and despite the bravado she breathes through her lips she fears these may be their last moments. ?I will follow you to the ends of the Earth and back, and never will I stray,? she tells him.
There is an intense look in her crimson gaze, as they seek to look into soft ruby. A sigh departs her nostrils, her concern evident. ?I love you,? she says. It is true, and she does not expect to hear the words back from him, but she needs to know that he would have heard it from her. Needs to know that, should this be their last encounter, he would still know where her heart lay. Where her loyalties lay.

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