"I will see."
’You really are the fool here, sure she’s nuts, but you.. Brynnie, you’re worse..’ sounded the snickering voice of his non-existing friend. Now he was being laughed at by two beings. They sound different. It’s easy for him to tell where the mare stood, but he couldn’t decide on the location of his friend. He didn’t question it. As long as he remembered it had always been like this and his buddy was the only one who had always been around. ’And remember that’ was the sneering voice of his mind. ”Oh shut up!” he angrily snarls, both to the voice and Shaytan. Brynmor bares his teeth and looks angrily in the mare’s direction, simply because he didn’t know where else he should focus his anger on, as he couldn’t locate his ‘friend’s’ position.
”What are you talking about?” he replies, voice still full of anger but this time the graying male manages to not snarl at her. ’Don’t listen to her, they all only tell your lies, just trust me. Unlike them I’ve been with you all the time, haven’t I? This time he ignores the voice and instead he focusses his attention on the spotted mare (not that he can see her spots, but hey).
Her words hit him, and hit him hard. It is like your whole world comes crumbling down. For a moment he just stands there, if he had been able to see he would have stupidly stared at her. The same stupid look is upon Bryn’s face, yet he isn’t looking in the entirely right direction. ”What? Don’t try to fool me. He’s been around all my life, the only one who paid some attention to me!” He cannot stop his voice from raising, not only because of anger, but also because of the shock and the sudden feeling of helplessness.
She’s right. She’s terribly right. And Brynmor doesn’t like it one bit. ”It’s not like I asked for it” he mutters in defeat. All he remembers is that Gryffen took him, without knowing what happened before that, and dumped him in de dark corner of the Chamber that has been his home for years. The pale male said Brynmor owed his life to the pale stallion and since Bryn didn’t know what had happened, he could not know if it was the truth or a lie. He didn’t have the right to question the man’s words. Hearing her voice again his ears pick up, as his head tilts a little to the side. ”Unless what?” he cannot stop himself from asking. ’Oh igno-’ This time he doesn’t let his companion finish, tuning him out as Shaytan seems to be more interesting right now.
"Through your secret."