She is oblivious to Mura’s magic. She’d been more than once told she is too trusting, too naïve, but somehow Amorette cannot make it part of her daily routine. A shame though, because powers like Mura’s are beautiful. So many things one could do; make the flowers dance in the sky or create a show with droplets. But Amore wouldn’t know Mura was capable of such things until the pale blue mare would either tell or show her.
For now she takes enough in seeing a smile on Mura’s lips. It enjoys her to see that the pale blue mare seems to like what she sees, and she confirms it through words. Amorette is practically beaming. ”You’re free to stay as long as you like, you can leave anytime you want.” Her smile falters when she speaks those words. Amore doesn’t want Mura to leave, but she knows she couldn’t stop her from leaving if that was what the blue woman desired. Blame the hormones. This pregnancy was doing strange things to her, things she cannot explain, but wouldn’t question either. ”But, if you like, Tephra can be your home too.”
Amorette wouldn’t press the matter anymore than that. She would answer any and all questions Mura had, but the choice was for the pale blue mare alone to make. In the meantime she could show her around. ”We can go now?” she offers, tearing her longing gaze away from the volcano in favour of looking at the mare beside her. ”I promise it is nothing but relaxing.” Amore kind of longed for her own muscles to soak.
”Give or take fifteen adults, and about half that amount of children. There are also quite a few on their way too.” Children, she meant, as the one she is carrying herself. The thought brings up the bitter memory of it not being Levi’s only child. It just felt wrong, it was wrong. How could she have been so stupid and blind?
Amorette
Quand on n'a que l'amour.
