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Her next words, however, made him go rigid with anger and even more confusion. "Ampere?" He asked abruptly, head shooting up to look down on the seafoam mare with skeptical eyes. He knew the woman to be fiery, but would she really treat her own herdmates in such a manner? It seemed so. Einarr grunted some, eyes moving to Ardere. "Ardere not slave. Ardere happy!" He exclaimed, eyes narrowing and inky tail flicking across his hocks. How Dare someone in such power treat a citizen in such a way! How dare Ampere use such language towards Laedere. Molten rage bubbled in his gut, and he snorted again. "What Laedere say back?"
Shock, raw and electric, ripped through his anger as Laedere's last words spilled from her mouth. The stallion's jaw hung open, and in the distance a pindrop could probably be heard. "Oh, sweet Laedere, no..." Einarr finally breathed, taking another step forward to press his forehead into her shoulder. "Laedere safe beneath Einarr's wings." He muttered, his words confident, as he stretched his wings out to shelter the small female.
if you bury me, i'll bury you
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