Hideaway Strath [m] no shortage of sordid, no protest from me

As she spoke of her past, he wished he could cry for her, she was a treasure to be sure and these things that had happened to her were blasphemy in the worst way. He vowed to protect her and their children even the child was not his by birth should he find this one. He listened with all his body and offered her support where her could tucking her close to his grooming her and nuzzling her enfolding her in his essence