She looked into his eyes and touched his neck with her nose. She said, “I am sorry because I cannot tell you.”
He sighed but then smiled. “Then you do not have to. As long as you find comfort around me, that is all I could ask for.”
A couple of days have passed since then and Veandra's wounds are healing but still needed the protection of the bandages. They are riding again and the fox appeared before her.
“Hello, darling,” he said and she frowned. “Let me see your hands.”
She ignored him and she looked to the side through the window. The fox jumped on the seat beside her and sat there too. “It's cold isn't it?” he asked and yet she did not respond. He figured out that she hates him more than ever so he just said what he came for. “Let me heal your wounds, my darling.”
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