****Chapter 6****
So far the dinner at the Malfoy's was going quite well. She had been surprised at the absence of Narcissa, but was promptly told by Lucius that she would be away for a while, as she was visiting a sick relative in France. Selina couldn't help feeling a bit relieved, if not more relaxed by her absence.
So far the conversation seemed to be mainly flowing between Selina and Lucius, with her inquiring about his position at the Ministry of Magic (which he was only too happy to contribute), and him asking about things like her ancestry. Occasionally Draco would ask questions about herself, like hobbies, what she was currently studying, etc.
They were immersed in discussing Transfiguration attempts gone wrong, when Lucius suddenly interrupted: "Tell me Selina, are you fond of horses?"
Absorbed in her conversation with Draco, Selina had forgotten he was there. She suddenly became flustered. "Erm...yes," she said, perplexed at the irrelevant question. Lucius 'hmmmed' then casually sipped from his goblet. Draco gave his father a puzzled look, then took up the conversation from where they had left it, presuming Lucius didn't intend to take his question further. Selina followed his lead.
After dessert, a small and terrified looking house elf began serving tea and coffee. The pressure in her bladder had been rising, so Selina excused herself and headed for the bathroom, a house elf showing her the way along many dimly lit corridors. 'I wouldn't like to get lost here' Selina thought to herself, as they reached the bathrooms. The small elf bowed low and then scurried away.
Selina went to the bathroom, checked her hair and makeup then emerged again into the dim hallway. She began to make her was back, when she came to the end of the hallway; there were two passages and she couldn't remember which way was the dining room.
Having a gut feeling it was the left passage she headed down it. As she walked it gradually became cooler. Every ten or so meters there were doors etched with swirling, serpent like designs. 'I don't remember these' Selina thought, and turned to head back up the passage, when Lucius suddenly emerged from the door right in front of her.
"Lost?"
"Ah...yeah," Selina said, feeling rather foolish.
"That's quite alright," Lucius said, "come with me. I have something to show you." He strode ahead and gestured for her to follow him back down the passage, from which she had just turned. She followed and they walked in silence, their footsteps echoing loudly. The sense of cold began to grow again, and the further they went, the dimmer the lights seemed to become.
They walked through corridor after corridor. The rich wooden walls were decorated with beautiful paintings. Some of the wizards in the paintings closely resembled Draco and his family. Selina suspected that they were their ancestors. She felt uneasy as she walked past them. They all gave her the icy glare that characterized the Malfoy family. Selina tried to concentrate on the beautiful tapestries that also lined the walls. They were mostly of serpents but the beautiful colours and detail are what caught Selina's eye. They were mixtures of greens and silvers, perfectly woven to the last thread. For a moment, Selina lost herself in the detail of the tapestries. She began to fall behind. Lucius noticed this and quickly spoke to break the silence.
"Come quickly, or you will get lost again." He said, gesturing to her to come along. Selina quickened her pace.
The next corridor led out to a beautiful set of stairs. At the bottom of the stairs was a floor of polished granite. The same little elf that led her to the bathroom was polishing the floor. The elf's scrawny, mangled figure reminded Selina of her own house elf, Milly.
As they moved closer to the great set of wooden doors at the other end of the room, Selina felt an intense chill pass over her. They walked through the doors into the night. Selina shivered. It was a frosty night.
Even though Selina had been on land outside the house before, she was still taken back by its size. The land looked almost mysterious in the dark. She looked at Lucius, who had already started to walk into the darkness. His face and fine bone structure was illuminated by the moonlight. The moonlight also shone on his long, pale blonde hair, giving it an eerie glow. He looked quite frightening in the dark. Selina took one cautious step away from Lucius.
"Now you've done it Selina, why the hell are you out here anyway?" She thought to herself. She quickly shook off that feeling of fear when she saw the clear patch of hilly land ahead of them. Sudden excitement pulsed through her. She longed to gallop a horse through that grass; to gallop it up the hills of the land, and finally retire to a beautiful creek surrounded by trees.
The pair walked on, Lucius leading. As they walked the land became flatter and the grass longer. Lucius lead Selina into a dark grove of beautiful willow trees. The moonlight shone through the gaps of the trees, illuminating the silver-browns of the tree trunks. Selina marvelled at the beauty of the grove but something else had also caught her attention. The gentle nicker of a horse drifted on the wind. Selina was sure that she wasn't imagining it, and her excitement grew. Lucius glanced at her, as if reading her thoughts, then finally spoke.
"So...you like horses, correct? "
Selina looked at him with quite a dopey grin.
"Oh yes, I love horses I've always wanted to own one but ..."
Suddenly she stopped. Another nicker drifted past her. Selina looked at Lucius. She knew that he knew where the sound was coming from. A smile twitched at Lucius' lips- his surprise was foiled.
"Draco was never interested in horses," said Lucius. "I bought him the finest steeds I could find, I tried to teach him to ride, but his real love is for the broomstick."
Selina nodded and became aware that they were standing on a hill. She looked down. At the bottom of the hill was a beautiful glade. The grass swayed gently as a gentle breeze brushed past her, urging her on.
"Alas a broomstick could never be like a horse to me. They have such grace and beauty." Lucius pointed to a moonlit area of the glade. There was a paddock outlined by a barely visible, white fence. In the paddock, Selina spied four horses and a foal. Excitement overtook her. She rushed down the hill, unaware of how steep it actually was. Suddenly, she caught her foot on a stray rock and went tumbling down the hill.
Finally the hard wood of the paddock stopped her. Selina slowly lifted her head, which was spinning. As she sat up, she noticed a little face staring at her from behind the fence. The curious brown eyes approached cautiously. It was the foal that she had spotted from atop the hill. As it came closer and closer, Selina saw that it wasn't an ordinary foal, it was a unicorn foal. The baby horse had a beautiful golden coat and thick hooves, which looked out of place in its frail but awkwardly tall frame. His beautiful pale mane, with all its silver streaks, was illuminated in the moonlight. A horn protruded from its forehead and although it was very small, it shone brightly.
"His name is Alfirin."
Selina jumped. She had forgotten that she was not alone. She turned around and saw Lucius casually walking down the hill.
"In an ancient language, Alfirin, means 'small golden flower', I think the name is very fitting for him don't you?" continued Lucius.
Selina smiled and turned back to Alfirin. She put her hand out to touch the foal's soft body. Alfirin sniffed her hand. His breath tickled Selina's hand. Selina let out a little giggle. This startled the foal. He quickly galloped back into a dark part of the paddock. Selina's face fell. She looked at Lucius. He simply nodded.
"You can go in if you wish"
Selina's face immediately lit up. She quickly slid under the fence and went straight in the direction of the foal. She caught sight of the foal but that wasn't what caught her attention. Behind Alfirin was one of the most beautiful horses Selina had ever seen. It was a great unicorn mare. Alfirin proudly trotted over to his mother and nudged her. The great silver horse gently nuzzled her foal but then looked up, as if just realising that Selina was there. Selina looked into the mare's gentle blue eyes. She could see that this horse wasn't going to hurt her. Selina walked over to the mare and gentle started stroking her soft silver mane. The mane felt so soft under her fingers, almost like silk.
"What's the unicorn mare's name?" Selina asked Lucius, who was now walking over to her. Lucius looked and the mare. Even though he had seen her many times before, he was still dazzled by her splendour.
"Her name is Vanima, which means 'beautiful' in the same ancient language"
"Yes, you are beautiful" whispered Selina into the horse's ear. Vanima gently nudged her affectionately and flicked her tail.
Suddenly Selina heard a rustling sound behind her. She turned around to see a group of 3 horses walking out of the shadows.
These were magnificent winged horses. One was an icy blue colour, one was a pale cream and trailing behind them was a pure white winged horse. They trotted towards Selina, the icy blue leading. It seems that they no longer feared her since she had befriended Vanima. Lucius was amazed at how quickly the horses had accepted Selina. It was almost as though she had a natural 'way' with horses.
"The horses names are Khelik, Ishka, and Loki." Said Lucius.
"Oh and there is ..."
Before Lucius could finish, Selina heard a loud thumping noise coming from a dark part of the paddock. She felt unusually drawn to the dark, willow covered grove. As she started walking towards it, little Alfirin trotted beside her, but he was called back by a firm nicker from his mother. Selina stopped. "What's making Vanima so edgy?" Selina turned around to see if any of the horses were following. The horses stood, frozen. They were clearly uneasy about something ...
As she began to walk on, the thumping sound became louder and louder. Selina was now well into the darkness of the willows. Selina suddenly realised she was trembling. The excitement flowing through her had blocked out the fear.
Selina had reached a small, dark clearing. In the middle of the clearing, she spied a faint outline. To her it appeared to look like a horse but she couldn't be sure unless she could get a closer look. The closer she got to the creature, the clearer it became. It was a pure black, winged stallion. His dark coat blended in well with the inky black of the night, making him hard to see. Selina also saw that he was knocking his hooves against the hard willow trees, which was making the thumping noise. He was angry for some reason.
Selina knew that she should have turned back and ran, but something was pulling her towards the fierce stallion, some sort of strange energy that surrounded him. She walked towards him- not thinking, not knowing ...only aware of the ethereal beast before her. A stray branch broke her trance. As she was walking, she tripped over the branch and fell into the stallion's view. The thumping stopped. Slowly the stallion turned to face Selina, his pale eyes shimmering in the moonlight. Suddenly, Selina felt as if there was some sort of a link between them. She stood up and walked towards the stallion. Her fear was forsaken.
Unfortunately for Selina, the stallion didn't feel the same way. His anger was still very much alive. He reared up and let out a fierce scream. Suddenly he started to gallop madly towards Selina. Selina realised that the stallion wasn't going to stop and started screaming and running for her life.
She knew she couldn't outrun a strong stallion like him. As the sound of thundering hooves came closer, she began desperately searching for something with which she could defend herself. She spied a thick branch ahead.
As she ran, she scooped up the branch and turned to face the horse. He was closer than she had thought. Out of fear, Selina dropped the branch and closed her eyes.
"This is the end," she thought.
Just as the fierce stallion was about to run her down, he stopped and started rearing and screaming madly. Selina opened her eyes to see that a thin loop of rope had been cast over his neck, pulling him away from Selina. This came as quite a shock to both Selina and the horse.
Selina quickly moved away from the horse. She looked to see what was at the other end of the rope. She smiled when she found that it was Lucius. He had mounted Khelik, the icy blue stallion and was hovering above them- Khelik's powerful wings beating, creating a breeze.
"Oh ... you just saved my life!" exclaimed Selina, relieved.
"How did you know I was here?"
A smirk crept onto Lucius' face.
"I noticed that you were drawn to the darkest part of the paddock, the place where Morion dwells.oh and I heard you screaming."
"Morion?"
"Morion is the stallion's name. It means 'son of darkness' in the ancient language," Lucius said, dismounting smoothly as Khelik touched down.
Selina looked at the stallion, which had now calmed down a bit. She stared deep into the stallion's cold eyes. They showed more than the pale green that was clearly evident. They revealed pain and anguish. It was evident that this horse had had a cruel past.
Even though this horse had tried to kill her, she feel a sudden sadness about him. She put her hand out to touch the silken black coat. The horse's calm disappeared as quickly as it came. His head swung around towards Selina, teeth bared. She quickly withdrew her hand before he could bite her.
"Don't even try that with this horse."
For a second, Selina forgot that Lucius was there and it came as quite a disturbance.
"This horse is untameable, he's learned not to trust the hand of man," continued Lucius
"Before I purchased him he had a cruel master. Morion was whipped and tormented as a colt. He grew up with a strong hatred of humans."
Selina looked at the horse again. Even after hearing all this, she still had a strong urge to touch the horse, feel his silken coat under her fingers. She put out her hand again. Morion glared at her, except this time he didn't bite her. He just looked at her, as if to say "What are you doing? I just tried to bite you!"
Morion flinched under her gentle touch. As soon as Selina came into contact with him, she felt a sort of energy shoot up her arm. She didn't want to startle the horse so she gently whispered to him to relax him. Morion just looked at her in a confused sort of way. No human had ever been so gentle with him. Suddenly his confusion changed to shock. The horse, realising what he had allowed, slowly backed away.
Selina looked at the horse and smiled. She glanced over at Lucius. He just stood there, gaping. Upon realising Selina's gaze, he quickly closed his mouth. He was shocked because he knew what was happening and couldn't believe it.
"They say that a Pegasus only has one true master, someone they stay trust and are forever loyal to, and when they find them its such a glorious feeling. A feeling of peace and tranquillity passes over them; it is a wondrous experience. It explains why Morion stayed her so long. He had a choice to leave, the paddock has no magical barrier."
Lucius stopped and looked at Morion again.
" But for some reason he stayed, as if waiting ...no, no ...it's far too early to tell yet ...although that is the closest anyone has ever got to him, even me ..."
Selina fell silent. This horse tried to kill her, could he really be her loyal steed? She walked over to him. The air around them did have a certain hint of tranquillity. She gently touched his mane, trailing her hand down his back. She felt the same strong flow of energy she had felt before. Suddenly she stopped. Just below his flanks, she felt raised lines of skin. They were scars from the whip of his former owner. Morion let a squeal of pain and started kicking. Selina quickly backed away.
Lucius flipped out a silver pocket watch.
"Come, we must get going ...it's rather late."
Selina didn't really want to go, but reluctantly went to follow Lucius.
"Good-bye Morion" she whispered. Morion stopped kicking, and looked at her. His eyes no longer held the anger and hatred they had when they first met. They were gentle, full of warmth.
Selina walked with Lucius, who was leading Khelik, back through the dark willow trees to the clearing of the paddock where she had met the other horses. As she walked through the dark, she glanced back to where Morion was. The horse no longer kicked or thumped the trees, he just stood there looking at her. The angry, strong stallion looked like a young foal from this distance. She walked further and further until the dark enveloped the black horse so that he could no longer be seen.
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So far the dinner at the Malfoy's was going quite well. She had been surprised at the absence of Narcissa, but was promptly told by Lucius that she would be away for a while, as she was visiting a sick relative in France. Selina couldn't help feeling a bit relieved, if not more relaxed by her absence.
So far the conversation seemed to be mainly flowing between Selina and Lucius, with her inquiring about his position at the Ministry of Magic (which he was only too happy to contribute), and him asking about things like her ancestry. Occasionally Draco would ask questions about herself, like hobbies, what she was currently studying, etc.
They were immersed in discussing Transfiguration attempts gone wrong, when Lucius suddenly interrupted: "Tell me Selina, are you fond of horses?"
Absorbed in her conversation with Draco, Selina had forgotten he was there. She suddenly became flustered. "Erm...yes," she said, perplexed at the irrelevant question. Lucius 'hmmmed' then casually sipped from his goblet. Draco gave his father a puzzled look, then took up the conversation from where they had left it, presuming Lucius didn't intend to take his question further. Selina followed his lead.
After dessert, a small and terrified looking house elf began serving tea and coffee. The pressure in her bladder had been rising, so Selina excused herself and headed for the bathroom, a house elf showing her the way along many dimly lit corridors. 'I wouldn't like to get lost here' Selina thought to herself, as they reached the bathrooms. The small elf bowed low and then scurried away.
Selina went to the bathroom, checked her hair and makeup then emerged again into the dim hallway. She began to make her was back, when she came to the end of the hallway; there were two passages and she couldn't remember which way was the dining room.
Having a gut feeling it was the left passage she headed down it. As she walked it gradually became cooler. Every ten or so meters there were doors etched with swirling, serpent like designs. 'I don't remember these' Selina thought, and turned to head back up the passage, when Lucius suddenly emerged from the door right in front of her.
"Lost?"
"Ah...yeah," Selina said, feeling rather foolish.
"That's quite alright," Lucius said, "come with me. I have something to show you." He strode ahead and gestured for her to follow him back down the passage, from which she had just turned. She followed and they walked in silence, their footsteps echoing loudly. The sense of cold began to grow again, and the further they went, the dimmer the lights seemed to become.
They walked through corridor after corridor. The rich wooden walls were decorated with beautiful paintings. Some of the wizards in the paintings closely resembled Draco and his family. Selina suspected that they were their ancestors. She felt uneasy as she walked past them. They all gave her the icy glare that characterized the Malfoy family. Selina tried to concentrate on the beautiful tapestries that also lined the walls. They were mostly of serpents but the beautiful colours and detail are what caught Selina's eye. They were mixtures of greens and silvers, perfectly woven to the last thread. For a moment, Selina lost herself in the detail of the tapestries. She began to fall behind. Lucius noticed this and quickly spoke to break the silence.
"Come quickly, or you will get lost again." He said, gesturing to her to come along. Selina quickened her pace.
The next corridor led out to a beautiful set of stairs. At the bottom of the stairs was a floor of polished granite. The same little elf that led her to the bathroom was polishing the floor. The elf's scrawny, mangled figure reminded Selina of her own house elf, Milly.
As they moved closer to the great set of wooden doors at the other end of the room, Selina felt an intense chill pass over her. They walked through the doors into the night. Selina shivered. It was a frosty night.
Even though Selina had been on land outside the house before, she was still taken back by its size. The land looked almost mysterious in the dark. She looked at Lucius, who had already started to walk into the darkness. His face and fine bone structure was illuminated by the moonlight. The moonlight also shone on his long, pale blonde hair, giving it an eerie glow. He looked quite frightening in the dark. Selina took one cautious step away from Lucius.
"Now you've done it Selina, why the hell are you out here anyway?" She thought to herself. She quickly shook off that feeling of fear when she saw the clear patch of hilly land ahead of them. Sudden excitement pulsed through her. She longed to gallop a horse through that grass; to gallop it up the hills of the land, and finally retire to a beautiful creek surrounded by trees.
The pair walked on, Lucius leading. As they walked the land became flatter and the grass longer. Lucius lead Selina into a dark grove of beautiful willow trees. The moonlight shone through the gaps of the trees, illuminating the silver-browns of the tree trunks. Selina marvelled at the beauty of the grove but something else had also caught her attention. The gentle nicker of a horse drifted on the wind. Selina was sure that she wasn't imagining it, and her excitement grew. Lucius glanced at her, as if reading her thoughts, then finally spoke.
"So...you like horses, correct? "
Selina looked at him with quite a dopey grin.
"Oh yes, I love horses I've always wanted to own one but ..."
Suddenly she stopped. Another nicker drifted past her. Selina looked at Lucius. She knew that he knew where the sound was coming from. A smile twitched at Lucius' lips- his surprise was foiled.
"Draco was never interested in horses," said Lucius. "I bought him the finest steeds I could find, I tried to teach him to ride, but his real love is for the broomstick."
Selina nodded and became aware that they were standing on a hill. She looked down. At the bottom of the hill was a beautiful glade. The grass swayed gently as a gentle breeze brushed past her, urging her on.
"Alas a broomstick could never be like a horse to me. They have such grace and beauty." Lucius pointed to a moonlit area of the glade. There was a paddock outlined by a barely visible, white fence. In the paddock, Selina spied four horses and a foal. Excitement overtook her. She rushed down the hill, unaware of how steep it actually was. Suddenly, she caught her foot on a stray rock and went tumbling down the hill.
Finally the hard wood of the paddock stopped her. Selina slowly lifted her head, which was spinning. As she sat up, she noticed a little face staring at her from behind the fence. The curious brown eyes approached cautiously. It was the foal that she had spotted from atop the hill. As it came closer and closer, Selina saw that it wasn't an ordinary foal, it was a unicorn foal. The baby horse had a beautiful golden coat and thick hooves, which looked out of place in its frail but awkwardly tall frame. His beautiful pale mane, with all its silver streaks, was illuminated in the moonlight. A horn protruded from its forehead and although it was very small, it shone brightly.
"His name is Alfirin."
Selina jumped. She had forgotten that she was not alone. She turned around and saw Lucius casually walking down the hill.
"In an ancient language, Alfirin, means 'small golden flower', I think the name is very fitting for him don't you?" continued Lucius.
Selina smiled and turned back to Alfirin. She put her hand out to touch the foal's soft body. Alfirin sniffed her hand. His breath tickled Selina's hand. Selina let out a little giggle. This startled the foal. He quickly galloped back into a dark part of the paddock. Selina's face fell. She looked at Lucius. He simply nodded.
"You can go in if you wish"
Selina's face immediately lit up. She quickly slid under the fence and went straight in the direction of the foal. She caught sight of the foal but that wasn't what caught her attention. Behind Alfirin was one of the most beautiful horses Selina had ever seen. It was a great unicorn mare. Alfirin proudly trotted over to his mother and nudged her. The great silver horse gently nuzzled her foal but then looked up, as if just realising that Selina was there. Selina looked into the mare's gentle blue eyes. She could see that this horse wasn't going to hurt her. Selina walked over to the mare and gentle started stroking her soft silver mane. The mane felt so soft under her fingers, almost like silk.
"What's the unicorn mare's name?" Selina asked Lucius, who was now walking over to her. Lucius looked and the mare. Even though he had seen her many times before, he was still dazzled by her splendour.
"Her name is Vanima, which means 'beautiful' in the same ancient language"
"Yes, you are beautiful" whispered Selina into the horse's ear. Vanima gently nudged her affectionately and flicked her tail.
Suddenly Selina heard a rustling sound behind her. She turned around to see a group of 3 horses walking out of the shadows.
These were magnificent winged horses. One was an icy blue colour, one was a pale cream and trailing behind them was a pure white winged horse. They trotted towards Selina, the icy blue leading. It seems that they no longer feared her since she had befriended Vanima. Lucius was amazed at how quickly the horses had accepted Selina. It was almost as though she had a natural 'way' with horses.
"The horses names are Khelik, Ishka, and Loki." Said Lucius.
"Oh and there is ..."
Before Lucius could finish, Selina heard a loud thumping noise coming from a dark part of the paddock. She felt unusually drawn to the dark, willow covered grove. As she started walking towards it, little Alfirin trotted beside her, but he was called back by a firm nicker from his mother. Selina stopped. "What's making Vanima so edgy?" Selina turned around to see if any of the horses were following. The horses stood, frozen. They were clearly uneasy about something ...
As she began to walk on, the thumping sound became louder and louder. Selina was now well into the darkness of the willows. Selina suddenly realised she was trembling. The excitement flowing through her had blocked out the fear.
Selina had reached a small, dark clearing. In the middle of the clearing, she spied a faint outline. To her it appeared to look like a horse but she couldn't be sure unless she could get a closer look. The closer she got to the creature, the clearer it became. It was a pure black, winged stallion. His dark coat blended in well with the inky black of the night, making him hard to see. Selina also saw that he was knocking his hooves against the hard willow trees, which was making the thumping noise. He was angry for some reason.
Selina knew that she should have turned back and ran, but something was pulling her towards the fierce stallion, some sort of strange energy that surrounded him. She walked towards him- not thinking, not knowing ...only aware of the ethereal beast before her. A stray branch broke her trance. As she was walking, she tripped over the branch and fell into the stallion's view. The thumping stopped. Slowly the stallion turned to face Selina, his pale eyes shimmering in the moonlight. Suddenly, Selina felt as if there was some sort of a link between them. She stood up and walked towards the stallion. Her fear was forsaken.
Unfortunately for Selina, the stallion didn't feel the same way. His anger was still very much alive. He reared up and let out a fierce scream. Suddenly he started to gallop madly towards Selina. Selina realised that the stallion wasn't going to stop and started screaming and running for her life.
She knew she couldn't outrun a strong stallion like him. As the sound of thundering hooves came closer, she began desperately searching for something with which she could defend herself. She spied a thick branch ahead.
As she ran, she scooped up the branch and turned to face the horse. He was closer than she had thought. Out of fear, Selina dropped the branch and closed her eyes.
"This is the end," she thought.
Just as the fierce stallion was about to run her down, he stopped and started rearing and screaming madly. Selina opened her eyes to see that a thin loop of rope had been cast over his neck, pulling him away from Selina. This came as quite a shock to both Selina and the horse.
Selina quickly moved away from the horse. She looked to see what was at the other end of the rope. She smiled when she found that it was Lucius. He had mounted Khelik, the icy blue stallion and was hovering above them- Khelik's powerful wings beating, creating a breeze.
"Oh ... you just saved my life!" exclaimed Selina, relieved.
"How did you know I was here?"
A smirk crept onto Lucius' face.
"I noticed that you were drawn to the darkest part of the paddock, the place where Morion dwells.oh and I heard you screaming."
"Morion?"
"Morion is the stallion's name. It means 'son of darkness' in the ancient language," Lucius said, dismounting smoothly as Khelik touched down.
Selina looked at the stallion, which had now calmed down a bit. She stared deep into the stallion's cold eyes. They showed more than the pale green that was clearly evident. They revealed pain and anguish. It was evident that this horse had had a cruel past.
Even though this horse had tried to kill her, she feel a sudden sadness about him. She put her hand out to touch the silken black coat. The horse's calm disappeared as quickly as it came. His head swung around towards Selina, teeth bared. She quickly withdrew her hand before he could bite her.
"Don't even try that with this horse."
For a second, Selina forgot that Lucius was there and it came as quite a disturbance.
"This horse is untameable, he's learned not to trust the hand of man," continued Lucius
"Before I purchased him he had a cruel master. Morion was whipped and tormented as a colt. He grew up with a strong hatred of humans."
Selina looked at the horse again. Even after hearing all this, she still had a strong urge to touch the horse, feel his silken coat under her fingers. She put out her hand again. Morion glared at her, except this time he didn't bite her. He just looked at her, as if to say "What are you doing? I just tried to bite you!"
Morion flinched under her gentle touch. As soon as Selina came into contact with him, she felt a sort of energy shoot up her arm. She didn't want to startle the horse so she gently whispered to him to relax him. Morion just looked at her in a confused sort of way. No human had ever been so gentle with him. Suddenly his confusion changed to shock. The horse, realising what he had allowed, slowly backed away.
Selina looked at the horse and smiled. She glanced over at Lucius. He just stood there, gaping. Upon realising Selina's gaze, he quickly closed his mouth. He was shocked because he knew what was happening and couldn't believe it.
"They say that a Pegasus only has one true master, someone they stay trust and are forever loyal to, and when they find them its such a glorious feeling. A feeling of peace and tranquillity passes over them; it is a wondrous experience. It explains why Morion stayed her so long. He had a choice to leave, the paddock has no magical barrier."
Lucius stopped and looked at Morion again.
" But for some reason he stayed, as if waiting ...no, no ...it's far too early to tell yet ...although that is the closest anyone has ever got to him, even me ..."
Selina fell silent. This horse tried to kill her, could he really be her loyal steed? She walked over to him. The air around them did have a certain hint of tranquillity. She gently touched his mane, trailing her hand down his back. She felt the same strong flow of energy she had felt before. Suddenly she stopped. Just below his flanks, she felt raised lines of skin. They were scars from the whip of his former owner. Morion let a squeal of pain and started kicking. Selina quickly backed away.
Lucius flipped out a silver pocket watch.
"Come, we must get going ...it's rather late."
Selina didn't really want to go, but reluctantly went to follow Lucius.
"Good-bye Morion" she whispered. Morion stopped kicking, and looked at her. His eyes no longer held the anger and hatred they had when they first met. They were gentle, full of warmth.
Selina walked with Lucius, who was leading Khelik, back through the dark willow trees to the clearing of the paddock where she had met the other horses. As she walked through the dark, she glanced back to where Morion was. The horse no longer kicked or thumped the trees, he just stood there looking at her. The angry, strong stallion looked like a young foal from this distance. She walked further and further until the dark enveloped the black horse so that he could no longer be seen.
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