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Author Topic: Local Boy and the Sunshine Pony  (Read 258 times)

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Local Boy and the Sunshine Pony
« on: Sep 28, 17, 11:05:51 PM »
Anthony loved summer time. He also happened to love the autumn. Perhaps that was why that transition time just when the leaves were beginning to turn but the sun was still so sweetly warm against his skin was his absolute favorite time of year. It had all the beauty of autumn with the warmth and affection of summer. The horses certainly loved it too, and training the yearling was about twelve times easier when the season was changing than in the heat of summer when they were grumpy and fidgety because of the heat.

Today Ant wasn't training the yearlings, though. He was out and about, making his way through town on the back of Loverboy - a young and flirty steed the color of fresh straw with a pure white starburst on his forehead. He didn't ride in a saddle, and steered the horse with the nudging of his knees and his hands in the young stallion's mane. The two moved like a single unit, familiar with each other, almost of one mind.

Growing up around horses certainly had something to do with it, but the seamless companionship between these two also had something to do with the fact that they had similar personalities and both craved copious amounts of attention for just about anyone who would lavish it upon them. The attention was fairly easy for the handsome young stallion to come by. He could trot up to just about anyone and give then a little nuzzle or prance around and he'd have people mooning over him left and right. Young ladies or children were the best. Still, in order to have that opportunity he needed to be out and about.

Anthony, while a very handsome man himself with a charming enough persona that he typically had little trouble getting attention, didn't have the advantage of the same innocent and awing allure of the blonde stallion. Together, they were able to mingle and flirt effortlessly and with little to no boundaries.

They really did make a perfect team.

"That's a good lad, how about we pause here for a moment yeah?" He patted the horses neck as he slowed to a stop beside the town's center fountain, swinging himself off in a smooth and practiced motion. A little bit of craft guided his descent and helped him stick the landing, then he used one hand to balance himself against his companion while he called in the bottom half of his left leg. A practiced little dance later, and he was as whole as he'd ever be. Letting his pant leg down, he patted the horse's neck with a grin. "Atta boy, thanks buddy. Get yourself something to drink now and then we'll see about a little shopping yeah?" And maybe a little bit of other fun along the way as well.


Offline Emma Morgan

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Re: Local Boy and the Sunshine Pony
« Reply #1 on: Oct 04, 17, 12:58:39 AM »
Summer’s heat was fading and Autumn had arrived. Emma couldn’t wait for the seasonal rites. The golds, oranges, and browns of the leaves and the cooler weather made her happier. She’d secured the distillery earlier in the week and Godfrey was home once more. She’d left him home to work on a few projects while Bevan accompanied her to the small town of Connington a few days after the distillery’s purchase. Monday morning was the start of the interviews for the position of Court Steward. Emma wasn’t looking forward to it, the very thought enough to sour her mood.

Bevan must have picked up on it because he nudged her gently with his elbow.

You’re doing that quiet-broody thing again, my lady. You’ve been that way since Prince Halfway-Up-His-Own-Ass showed up again.” Bevan said, using his preferred moniker for Godfrey. Emma not-quite glared at him and Bevan said nothing for a moment, walking quietly with her down the road.

I wish you two would come to terms, Bevan. Godfrey’s not your enemy and you shouldn’t be his.” Emma said, reaching out to catch Bevan’s hand in hers. Bevan grunted, annoyed, but said nothing for a moment.

Why is he First Escort, Emma? He doesn’t know you. He’s been gone for five years. He’s probably got all kinds of secrets he’s not telling you about.” Bevan said.

Emma took a deep breath, forcing herself not to get angry with her male. Bevan was hurt, taken aback at not being offered the First Escort position, but this would pass. She told herself that every time he started in on Godfrey’s qualifications. And every time it happened, Emma grew a little more certain that Bevan just wasn’t going to get past this on his own.

Her annoyance abated at the sight of the horse.

Emma liked horses. Not as much as Margaret Webster, perhaps, but they were magnificent creatures all the same. Greystone could use one or two. She wanted Rowen and Morgan to grow up with horses, to enjoy riding them and watching them. She hoped Jorie would be on board with it. If not, she’d just have to sweet-talk the High Priestess into it.

Emma moved forward, reaching out to touch the mare, brushing the space between his eyes.

And what is your name, my darling? Are you having a decent day?” Emma asked.

She’d not quite registered the male who owned this one, so focused was she on the horse in question.

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Re: Local Boy and the Sunshine Pony
« Reply #2 on: Oct 04, 17, 09:31:48 AM »
Anthony had taken a seat on the other side of Loverboy, perched on the edge of the fountain as he called in a bottle of water for himself and rehydrated. From there, he didn't immediately notice the approach of the Lady and her escort. Oh sure, he vaguely registered the mull of conversation - but that was just being in town. At least, it was just the voice of the town until she was right there, with only the young stallion between them - her voice warm and sweet as she spoke.

'And what is your name, my darling? Are you having a decent day?'

Something in the voice pulled to him. Magnetically. For a man who had been waiting for this all his life he surprisingly didn't recognize the warning sign - and instead merely cocked his head curiously and looked over. Unable to see much around the horse as he flirted with the pretty Lady -nickering and nosing at her hand, lipping gently at her fingers for treats- he pushed himself up to stand and crossed his arms over the stallion's strong back. There was a playful grin on his face already, in place to accompany one of the many smooth lines he was going to pull from as a way to start a conversation.

The words died on his lips and his eyes widened as he saw her, as her scent touched him. His mouth opened, then shut, his heart tight as it pulled with a hard and resounding

"Mine."

He didn't even really register that the word had left his lips in a breathless exhale. He blinked a few times, a rather stupid sort of grin unfolding across his face as he stood up and rounded the horse without ever taking his eyes off of her.

"I mean. Loverboy." He cleared his throat. "Name. Stallion boy horse love." What? The blush on his face was uncommon to those who knew him, little could embarrass the Warlord Prince. "I mean. The horse - his name is Loverboy. I'm Anthony." There was that grin again, bright and excited and eager to please. A veritable puppy.

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Re: Local Boy and the Sunshine Pony
« Reply #3 on: Oct 09, 17, 11:11:13 PM »
Emma laughed as the horse lipped her hand, the sensation tickling her skin. She didn’t know a lot about horses, but she thought that was a good sign. It wasn’t trying to kick her in the head and, thereby, kill her so Emma would take that and go with it. She continued whispering to the creature softly and assuring it that she meant it no harm. Bevan stood by quietly, saying nothing, but clearly unhappy at having their discussion interrupted.

The male stepped into her peripheral, but Emma was still entranced by the horse. It was only when the word left his lips that Emma’s gaze flickered over to him. She might have discounted him altogether on a normal day. Her eyes caught his, though, and Emma couldn’t look away. The horse itself fell to the periphery of her mind and thoughts as Emma pulled away to regard the Warlord Prince that claimed her.

She felt the surge of anger from Bevan, already reaching for his weapon.

Prince Halloran, attend.” she said, her gaze never leaving that of the man before her.

I mean. Loverboy.

Emma’s brow furrowed in confusion. His name...was Loverboy? Well, all right. It was an unfortunate name for a man. She wanted to ask why his parents would name him so, but he spoke before she could.

Name. Stallion boy horse love.

Emma didn’t even want to consider what that meant.

My name is Emma Morgan. Do you know who I am?” she asked. She reached out toward him, laying a hand along his face if he allowed it. She tried, as hard as she could, to channel the peace of her Touch into him. But the current was weak, like a witchlamp that had gone dim from prolonged use. She hated herself for that. She couldn’t give him what she wanted, what he needed from him.
               
"I mean. The horse - his name is Loverboy. I'm Anthony."

Emma couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled forth as Anthony finally introduced himself without error. Now she knew that the horse was Loverboy and that her male, her male, was Anthony. She wanted to take him somewhere and just sit with him for awhile and learn everything she could learn about him. She loved his beard. It wasn’t as precise and neat as Godfrey’s, but Emma loved it all the same. She loved his hair, too. She wanted to run her fingers through it, wanted to lay his head in her lap while he read to her and tangled her fingers in every strand.

Prince Anthony, this is Prince Bevan Halloran, also in my service.” she said warmly, introducing the other Warlord Prince. Bevan’s expression was made of stone, flat and neutral, except for a Protocol-perfect nod of the head.

Are you hungry? We were going to get something to eat.” Emma said, gesturing to a tavern down the street.

We’d like it if you joined us.”                 

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Re: Local Boy and the Sunshine Pony
« Reply #4 on: Oct 31, 17, 09:34:17 PM »
Anthony’s eyes flicked over to Mr. GrumbleButt beside his Queen, able to sense the tension but really not caring too much about it as soon as his Lady seemed to have it under control. He was still floating pretty high on the whole finding his heart Queen thing. It was pretty damn sweet. Fucking amazing. Or, as he would say around his niece — fudgetacularly awesome.

Except better.

Still wearing a bit of a dazed smile, he gave a perfect bow - to the degree of Protocol that many would not assume a country bumpkin (as charming and darling as he was) perhaps would be familiar with. At least, not familiar with enough to be able to perform it on the spot while his mind was whirling. The set of his shoulders, the angle of his bow, even the slight shift in the placement of his feet reflected their formal official relationship of Warlord Prince to Queen, Purple Dusk to Tiger Eye. But the slight angle of his body also reflected his acknowledgment that she had an escort, that they were unfamiliar with each other, and the little nod at the end of the bow, where his eyes closed briefly, expressed a trust that they were of mutually friendly company.

His bow to Prince Halloran when the other man was formally introduced was similarly on point and flawlessly complex. Anthony had been obsessed with Protocol since he was young. He was homegrown, yes - but he’d studied and studied hard every volume on Protocol he could get his hands on - from the highly traditional to the newer interpretations. Perhaps he would have done better to devote some of that studying to arithmetic but hey… some people had to pick their battles.

Somewhere in-between her introduction of Prince Halloran and her offer to join them for a meal, her name registered.

He blinked, his eyes grew misty and his heart swelled.

Emma Morgan. Lady Emma Morgan. He had found his Queen. And.. she was a Cymrean Queen. He knew now, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that Cymrea would return. The Mother had brought him to the woman who would lead them there. It was time.

He took a moment to steady himself, to take a slow breath, then he gave her a wide, uninhibited, brilliant smile. It was full of joy and hope and just.. unbridled happiness.

“I have waited my entire life to join you, my Lady. Even a meal beside you would make my spirit soar.” He kissed two fingers and pressed them over his heart with another small bow - this one not according to Protocol, but rather a reflection of honor his father had taught him a long time ago.

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Re: Local Boy and the Sunshine Pony
« Reply #5 on: Nov 24, 17, 12:10:15 AM »
Anthony’s joy was mirrored by her own, reverberating through the bond between them. He’d been this close to her home for so long and she’d never seen him, it made her heart hurt a little but she did not dwell upon it. Jorie would tell her that Mother Night put them in each other’s paths because now was the time for them to meet. Emma had to believe that. She stepped forward and gently laid her hand over his hand, the one over his heart. She wished, briefly, that she could grant him her Touch and show him that Mother Night had placed him into capable hands. Some males feared the Bond, hated it because they only saw that it meant a loss of the independence that they thought the craved. Some even considered a loss of freedom that they didn’t seek, but was forced upon them.

Emma would never force any of her males to remain at her side, but Anthony didn’t know that.

Instead, she would give him reasons to stay.

You need wait no longer, my Warlord Prince. You'd honor me by joining us.” Emma said, looking up into his eyes. If he allowed it, Emma took Anthony’s hand in her own. It was rough and calloused from years of work, but his grasp was still gentle. She held that hand possessively, walking with her head held high so that everyone within eyesight saw her with both her males and understood that the Queen was proud of both of them. Her free hand went to Bevan’s back, fingertips pressed against his shoulder blade. The number of males around her grew and it was further loyalty that she could call to her side in times as dangerous as these. Margaret Webster and her people would keep tabs on her Court and all of the men and women who served her. Emma could not stop it, but she could give the Province Queen reason to pause, a reason to know that Emma was growing stronger.

Prince Anthony, I would like to learn everything about you. I know that we can’t do it in an afternoon, but I’d like to start today. Loverboy seems well-behaved. I know little about horses but I’d like to know more.” she said.

Do you need time to secure him? We can wait while you do so.” she said, waiting for him to respond.

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Re: Local Boy and the Sunshine Pony
« Reply #6 on: Nov 27, 17, 12:26:24 AM »
The silly, buoyant grin remained quite solidly in place as his Queen (his Queen!!!!) spoke and reached out to place her hand over his. He twisted his hand to catch hers and bring it up to his lips, his eyes drifting shut as he pressed a firm kiss to her knuckled, breathing out a soft sigh of joy - of excitement. And, somewhere behind the energy, of contentment.

That she maintained contact by grasping his hand had him practically aflutter and he squeezed her hand to let her know that he was honored she would hold it. It had never occurred to him, not before this very moment, that there might have been a chance that his Queen would have been one for a political distance - and he was endlessly grateful that his Lady wasn't imposing one now. Not now, not when he needed to touch her. He wanted to wrap his arms around her and pull her close, bury his face against that thick dark hair and breathe in deeply, fill his lungs with her and let it infuse his entire body with her.

"You can just call me Anthony," he said with a playful, wicked little grin and a wink. "Or Ant. Or Loverboy if you really want." His tone was teasing, making fun of himself in how he had been so incoherent she'd thought he was introducing himself as Loverboy, and also just on the playful side of suggestive.

He didn't take it any further than that though as he squeezed her hand again and raised the other one to stroke down the stallion's neck. "Nah, he's a good boy. If he gets too bored here he'll just start heading home on his own. But I'll leave him free to flirt with the girlies." He gestured toward where there was a group of young girls with flowers in their hands, eyeing the magnificent horse and his mane as if he were something from a dream.

His eyes went back to the Lady and he gave her his full attention then. "Anything you want to know, my Lady, you've only to ask." Still said with a grin, but there was also something more level, more serious in his eyes as well. His life was her will. Anything she asked of him and she would have it. Of that he was certain, and wholeheartedly willing.

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Re: Local Boy and the Sunshine Pony
« Reply #7 on: Dec 13, 17, 12:27:45 AM »
That silly grin of his warmed Emma’s heart. He seemed thrilled to have found her on the streets of Connington, rather than in the halls of her Court. Emma preferred meeting Anthony this way, rather than during the pomp and circumstance of Court. Bevan had held himself in check thus far, but she couldn’t imagine Bevan and Godfrey both doing so without getting snarly about their newest bond-brother. She sent her affection across the bond toward Bevan, letting him know that she’d not forgotten, even as Anthony took up the greater share of her focus right now.

Very well, Prince Anthony.” Emma said, smiling at him. This one was trouble. Emma saw it in that wicked grin of his, the one that made her stomach flip just a little when he turned it on her. She laughed when he said that she could call him Loverboy if she wanted. But it would be weird to call him by the same name as his horse.

I think I’ll stick with your given name, just to remind you, my dear Prince. You’ve already forgotten it once today.” she said, teasing him a little.

When Anthony was ready to go, Bevan would lead them through the streets to their original destination. While people hastened to get out of the path of the Warlord Princes, they noted their Queen. A few people waved to Emma in greeting, and Emma smiled and waved back in return. She reminded herself to talk to Godfrey and whoever he new Steward would be about a tour of the District as soon as possible. The thought of her new Steward darkened Emma’s mood some and Anthony would sense it just as Bevan did.

The Roaring Lion Tavern was full of tables of dark wooden tables. Servers bustled to and fro, bringing out meals and refilling mugs or pitches of ale, water, and wine. In a far corner, someone played a woodwind instrument, keeping the mood within very light. Nearby, a fire roared inside of a massive fireplace, making the entire room much warmer than the gentle bite of Autumn outside.

Conversation stilled as Bevan entered. Few people wanted to cross a Warlord Prince of any stripe and Bevan’s scowl made a few people rethink their choice of dining establishments. Bevan secured a booth in a corner, and Emma lead Anthony to that booth, sliding in and sitting down. Bevan sat across from them and nodded to Anthony.

Welcome to the group, Prince Baelfor. I’ll buy the first round of drinks. Always good to welcome a new brother in our midst.” Bevan said, sizing up the other male.

There’s a lot I’d like to know about you, Anthony. Let’s start with the easy stuff first.

Are you from Connington? Do you have family here?
” she asked.

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Re: Local Boy and the Sunshine Pony
« Reply #8 on: Dec 20, 17, 12:59:21 PM »
"A man could forget a great many things when faced with a beauty such as yours, my Lady," he batted back to her sweetly with a wink, bringing her hand up to his lips again and kissing it, letting his lip catch over her knuckles in a playful flirt.

It was interesting, the difference between the aura about the two Warlord Princes as they strolled through town - though Anthony wasn't particularly paying attention to it. No, he was entirely focused on the lovely Lady (lovely Queen -- his Queen!!) on his arm as they made their way down the street and toward the tavern where they were to catch their lunch. Otherwise he may have made the observation that it was odd to see people scurry out of his way (even if they weren't really scurrying for him). Anthony was a Warlord Prince, yes, and he fully embraced his Warlord Prince-ness, sure. But he wasn't really your typical growly, scowly, broody, rip-your-face-off Warlord Prince. He was more the happy, bouncy, cuddly, sex-you-up Warlord Prince. He could get his growl on if he needed to - but most of the time he was happy just to enjoy himself.

And how could he not enjoy himself with the lovely Lady Emma Morgan by his side smiling at him?

They entered the Roaring Lion and Anthony spared his attention away from Emma just long enough to wave and smile dashingly at those he recognized. He'd been in here before and it was always a delight. The people were nice, the food was delicious, the atmosphere was cozy and friendly. It was as he was doing this that he noted some of them seemed wary or disconcerted and he followed one of those uncertain glances to the other Warlord Prince. He almost frowned at the other man, but kept his reaction to merely a concerned puckering of his brow, which eased instantly as he slid into the booth beside Emma and pressed a sweet kiss to her cheek.

The other Warlord Prince finally spoke to him and he rose a brow, curious if this was really how he felt and he was naturally kind of grumpy, or if he was lying for their Lady's sake.

Either way, he flashed him a bright grin. "Then the second round is on me." He winked sidelong to Emma. "It's always nice to be welcomed."

Whether he actually was or not, he appreciated the thought. He wasn't planning on going anywhere either way, and he wasn't going to let Prince Grumpy bring him down from the happy cloud he was floating on. He was sure they'd get along just fine. They both served and adored the Lady, after all.

"Ah, I'm from a few miles down the road actually," he responded to the Lady's question - teeth flashing in another grin. "My family raises horses. Can't quite do that the best in the middle of town. We've got a decent sized ranch, and there's a fair gaggle of us between my parents, me, my brother, and his little family." His grin brightened. "Oh, you've got to meet the little Lady. My niece. She would absolutely love to meet you!"

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Re: Local Boy and the Sunshine Pony
« Reply #9 on: Jan 17, 18, 10:05:54 PM »
Anthony was charming and easy to talk to. Emma liked his hands, strong and work-worn as they were. Emma could see that he was irking Bevan, but she wasn’t ready to cut the day short. The Darkness had bound her to this new male for a reason, one that would make itself known in time. But she couldn’t let the discomfort or annoyance of one of her males drive away another. Bevan was at least trying to place nice, though, so that took some of the edge out of the moment. Godfrey would like Anthony, especially since they both loved horses. Godfrey would have someone to share his hobby with.

Well, I do want you to feel welcome, Prince Anthony. As I said, I want to know everything about you. And yes, I’d like to meet your niece when you’re comfortable with that.” Emma said, as a waitress brought them drinks. The waitress tried to bow to her, but Emma waved her off. She didn’t want anyone to make a scene while she enjoyed the company of her males. The interview with father’s choice for Steward was on Monday and Emma wasn’t looking forward to it. Anthony’s presence was soothing, though.

She looked Bevan, though, when Anthony mentioned that his family raised horses. Her gaze returned to Anthony and her smile was still pleasant, but different now. More calculating.

Did you know that, Prince Anthony, that before we ran into you, Prince Bevan and I were actually discussing horses? Lady Webster raises horses. Hers are said to be the finest in Dharo, with a derby winner among them.” Emma said.

I’m ashamed to say that I know nothing about horses. I think the few minutes I spent with Loverboy is the first time that one didn’t spook.” she said, ducking her bashfully.

I wanted to learn more about them, but I don’t have a teacher.” she said, letting her fingertips brush against Anthony’s forearm as she looked up into the Warlord Prince’s eyes.

 

 

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