No matter how much he wishes to deny himself, he can’t. The Blood Prince decides to divulge in his own lust and reaches out to touch the mare, gently biting along her shoulder. Every man deserves a night to sin, yes? They are imperfect creatures within a world as cruel as it’s inhabitants can be at times. Was it not just two birdsongs ago he gave into the pull nature brings every year? Two wonderful lives sprung from his seed and he cannot ponder what sort of being may come of this union. Are they not both battleborn? Perhaps this will be the mare to give him a son. He does not discriminate between fillies and colts, but he cannot deny that longing any father may have for a male child.
"“I know what prize I desire..” Déodat coos into her ear softly, a bit of his lust slipping into his voice. "“Let us sin together..” He says as he wraps his neck over hers. "“I wish for my prize to be.. You.”
The glorious ending of a knight
But the crown is out of sight
@Nyx
SORRY FOR THE WAIT I AM THE LITERAL WORST OMFG HOPEFULLY THESE WILL BE UP MUCH SOONER
Bears the name of "Battle Born"