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Haven hadn't left the house much after his fight with the loner that had attacked Princess. Alaine had tended to his wounds, but pain still throbbed throughout his body if he moved around too much. His girl had been wonderful in taking care of him in the aftermath though. Knowing what had almost happened to her, and seeing now how she looked after him made his love for her grow even more when he thought that impossible. Things between them may not have started in the way he had always imagined, but now that hardly seemed to matter. He loved her, and she loved him, and that was all that truly mattered. Princess was everything he had always wanted. Even after he had been such an idiot not too long ago, she had stayed by his side and he knew that he never wanted to be without her.
That morning he had decided to make his first big trip out of the house. He had told her that he was going to the stables, but in fact he was intending to go to Halifax. There were two reasons for not telling her his actual destination. One, he knew that she wouldn't have wanted him to go so far when he was still recovering. Second, he didn't want her asking what he needed to go to the city for. Haven wanted it to be a surprise and that was the only reason for his small deception. The Knight didn't relish the thought of riding Drogon, but it would take him too long to make the trip on foot. He would simply have to handle the discomfort. The mustang could sense his friend's pain, and so he kept his gait and pace easy to keep from jostling Haven around more than was necessary. Hopefully once they got to the city he would be able to find what he looked for quickly and they could return home.
Evening was falling by the time the horse and rider returned. Haven had quickly put Drogon back in his stall and headed towards the house, the item he had found tucked away in one of his pockets. The Aatte didn't enter the house though, but walked past it towards the beach. He had found a couple torches as well and he stuck them in the sand and lit them; he wanted tonight to be special. Once he had the area as he wanted it he walked back to the house with the first stars of the night twinkling overhead. The Knight knocked gently at the door, butterflies fluttering excitedly in his stomach.
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