Long May She Reign
She travels through the familiar land, she vanished some time ago....though it seems to be something her family is good at. She birthed her last foal, leaving here on Loess with her father. She wonders what the girl is like, does she hold hatred in her heart for Mary leaving?
Though her thoughts are with the young girl, she wasn't here for her, nor for Kildare. She came to visit Castile, surely he would be mad at her....but she was mad at him. A promise he held over her head, and a reward he never gave her, for her loyalty. She should have known better, but truth be told she grew some odd kinship to the dragon king. Though he never held up his end of the promise, she has wondered about him many times, the last time they spoke he was heartbroke with betrayal.
She crosses the border without a second thought, this was her home after all...her head glances around casually, it was much quieter than it had been before. Still, her heart is after Sylva, and she wouldn't stop chasing it.
The grey mare allows a whinny to escape her maw, and she looks for another. She knows that Kildare appearing is possible, but he is older now and she wonders if he holds a grudge against her like Velk had. But she shrugs the thought off, she can't help that others catch feelings easily.
MARY
