The pair had never actually had a real argument about anything though Novella had certainly gotten a taste of how persistent Frith could be. Despite punishment and rising temper from her father he had never ran from Threar, deciding he'd rather stay with her. She'd caused him quite a lot of trouble with her parents, but his determination had won them over in the end.
With her silence he'd have nothing else to say, and instead his soft humming would begin, the soothing melody that she had come to know so well. He'd hummed the tune for Aslan, Varda and Herne and had begun the same for Fate and Luck before they could even hear the lullaby. Even precious little moments they spent together he had shared the quiet song with her. Never had she known where it had come from, though she had always appreciated it all the same.
Her eyes would close as she focussed upon the Frith and his lullaby, her breathing steady as she fought to hold on to those cheery memories, this moment now and tried to clear her mind instead of all the other upsetting thoughts that had her doubting herself.
