Wapun Meadow two lovers, entwined, pass me by

She blinked, feeling somewhat flustered as Frederick pointed out her cruel words. "Well of course not! I would never speak of another in such a way." She insisted, a frown crossing her muzzle.

"You would understand if you ever met Beau - I only say it because it's true." The very thought of the boy, who by know would be a man, frustrated her to this day. She simply could not understand him. Milan could not understand many of the men who had once been in her life.

But Frederick was good. He was different. Not cruel, selfish, or demanding - he was gentle, and he took care when it came to her feelings. He knew how to treat her with respect.