He laughs aloud as Becca takes what is truly a desperate course, threatening to harm their unborn child. How pathetic, that she would resort to something like this. As course and cruel as Zayn is, even he would not harm the unborn, or even the newly born. Kidnap perhaps, but certainly not harm.
That said, he has a hard time believing that Becca would actually follow through with such a threat. She is of the Gates - a kingdom known for the softness and weakness of its members. A mare from such a kingdom would not actually injure her unborn child. “Such an empty threat, my dear. As if you would ever do such a thing. And it wouldn’t matter in the end. While I would far prefer a healthy child, what matters is whether or not they are able to carry on my line.” A stunted, defected thing can still sire or bear a child - he’s unfortunately the product of such a creature himself. “I can make my own threats though darling, if that’s what you wish. How about this - should you attempt to harm yourself or the child, I shall give you a fate worse than death. In fact, I’ll introduce you to my apprentice in the Chamber. I’ve been meaning to teach him the art of torture, and he’d be well equipped.” He’d been planning on introducing Siberian to it far more slowly, but if the boy has to learn anyway …
“Now for the caves. Follow me.” He trots in the direction of one of the drier caves, keeping his pace slow. He is well practiced at picking his way through the uneven terrain of the Mountains, but Becca is not. Besides, the silver mare is injured from their encounter.
Eventually they reach the mouth of the cave and Zayn stops to let her peer in. It’s dark and musty, as all caves are, but with the exception of a small pool of water much deeper in, it’s dry and warm. “Will this suffice?” He doubts it, but it’s one of the nicer caves in the territory. She’ll just have to make do.
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