to live in a dream is to live with ambition
The smell of the water and white sand let Hasenel know he was soon to approach his new home. It had not taken long to travel from the field to his paradise, and frequently he had glanced behind him at Khalani, making sure the mare was close. Most certainly he found her whimsical personality amusing; her immediate attraction to him indulge-worthy; but it would be his goal to learn more about her before they produced a foal.
Being a royal gentleman, he wasn't about the impregnate a lady before spending some time getting to know her first. If he wanted a kingdom to be proud of, he'd have to feel that way about his mares, too.
Hasenel slowed when white sandy beaches came into view. Turning his head, he nickered encouragingly to Khalani, eager for her to arrive at his side. When she did, he said, "Does this match your vision of paradise? I would hate to think you'd live here disappointed." Ears pricked, his gaze remained on the mare, gauging her reaction.
Being a royal gentleman, he wasn't about the impregnate a lady before spending some time getting to know her first. If he wanted a kingdom to be proud of, he'd have to feel that way about his mares, too.
Hasenel slowed when white sandy beaches came into view. Turning his head, he nickered encouragingly to Khalani, eager for her to arrive at his side. When she did, he said, "Does this match your vision of paradise? I would hate to think you'd live here disappointed." Ears pricked, his gaze remained on the mare, gauging her reaction.
HASENEL
lead stallion of island resort
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