He came and snuggled up next to her, and her form relaxed against his. She just sat in the silence for awhile, feeling his head nod as he agreed to her statement. Blowing out a soft sigh she turned and placed a lick on his shoulder, trying to rest her head on top of his, eyes squeezing shut tight. What was he going to ask? No matter what she thought, she wasn't expecting that one. Did she hate him? Amalia opened her eyes and blinked, pulling her head back to gaze down at him, his head nuzzling into her fur. "who told you that, love? I have never said that I hate him, ever. Did he say that?" She asked with shock, her brows knitting together. She hadn't even told him that he hated her! Oh what a strong accusation to make against her! Amalia grumbled a bit, her head shaking back and forth slowly. "I don't hate anyone darling, and it was very rude of them to say that. That is accusing me of something that I never said. I don't hate Vereux, I just don't agree with the actions that he made and the paths that he chose to follow. That does not equal hate." Amalia said softly, bending down to nuzzle against his cheek. She didn't say anything after that, wondering if he had more questions.
