Helios
"Lincoln, where are we going?" Octavia asked, laughter in her voice, she walked blindly, for Lincoln's large hands covered her eyes, he walked behind her, guiding her through Arkadia. Her hands gripped his wrists, but made no effort to dislodge his hands.
"Patience, love," He murmured in her ear. He'd been so proud to hear that Indra had taken Octavia as her second. And even though she'd lost that title now, for staying to help her brother, the pride Lincoln felt was still there. To even have made it there in the first place was quite the feat.
Finally he stopped Octavia, and pulled his hands from her face. "For you," He murmured. They stood in the stables in Arkadia. In the stall before her gleamed a big beautiful chestnut stallion. O
Octavia's eyes widened as she glanced back at Lincoln. "He's mine?" Her lover nods, a grin emerged on Octavia's face as she approached he big horse. She held her hand out, and was rewarded by warm breath as the stallion scented her, then nuzzled his lips along her hand.
Well mannered, the stallion welcomed Octavia into his stall when she opened the door. "Hello Handsome." She murmured as she stroked a hand down his neck.
"Since you know how to ride, I figured it was past time for you to have a mount of your own." Lincoln spoke from outside the stall. Octavia looked over at him,
"Thank you, Lincoln." She walked back to lean over the door, pressing her lips to his in a sweet kiss.