Llewellyn's voice was steady and comforting as it rose to her above the pitter patter of rain on the outside of the house. He was being careful and while a small part of her resented the weakness he saw, she knew that it was his kindness that inspired him to speak. Ever since she'd arrived in the city he had been kind to her but she had mistrusted him.
Guilt knotted uncomfortably in her chest as she held Llewellyn's hand clumsily in her own. A shiver forced her release him and to wrap her arms around her slender shoulders. It had been easy to forget the cold once taken away from the constant onslaught of the storm but the warmth of the home was slowly seeping into her limbs, reminding her of the chilling ice that had sank into her tiny frame.
Luna nodded her head to tell him that he was free to go get what he needed. She had intended to patiently wait as Llewellyn headed upstairs but another problem quickly captivated the young princesses attention. Luna noticed that her valiant steed was also soaked from head to tail with water and while Pretzel could shake off a great deal of the water clinging to his fur, he was wet.
With good intentions, Luna searched the nearest room and found a stray throw blanket that had been tossed over the arm of a thick chair. With the blanket in hand she walked the short distance back to the front landing and tossed the blanket over Pretzel. Her hands were clumsy and it was difficult for her to move with any efficiency but she began to diligently dry the wet dog.
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Guilt knotted uncomfortably in her chest as she held Llewellyn's hand clumsily in her own. A shiver forced her release him and to wrap her arms around her slender shoulders. It had been easy to forget the cold once taken away from the constant onslaught of the storm but the warmth of the home was slowly seeping into her limbs, reminding her of the chilling ice that had sank into her tiny frame.
Luna nodded her head to tell him that he was free to go get what he needed. She had intended to patiently wait as Llewellyn headed upstairs but another problem quickly captivated the young princesses attention. Luna noticed that her valiant steed was also soaked from head to tail with water and while Pretzel could shake off a great deal of the water clinging to his fur, he was wet.
With good intentions, Luna searched the nearest room and found a stray throw blanket that had been tossed over the arm of a thick chair. With the blanket in hand she walked the short distance back to the front landing and tossed the blanket over Pretzel. Her hands were clumsy and it was difficult for her to move with any efficiency but she began to diligently dry the wet dog.