Father-Daughter bonding day (Hiero)

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The smile that came to her face was huge and she hugged and snuggled into him more. Kissing his cheek not at all minding that he was holding her tightly, it just meant she got to snuggled into his chest more. Those bright, expansive eyes were looking all over as the carriage moved before turning as he spoke, bouncing some before giggling a little. Though when he said this wasn't for her mother she shook her head. "Daddy...I'm the princess that means you and mommy are the king and queen, they always ride in carriages. But mom is probably more for riding on the back of a horse, she did promise we could go horseback riding one day. Is there a place here for that?" Looking back to him hoping, she really wanted to go riding with her mother, even him if he wanted too. It was just her mother was the one to bring it up and Selene never forgot.

Shifting some on his lap before turning her head to look once more at him and nodded about a story. "I love stories, what is this one about?"

[Hieronymous Banks-Walker]

He thought of changing the subject of her question, but he was aware of her near eidetic memory. So instead he answered the question directly. "Something like that. Due to mommy being a wolf and me a lion most horses are really skittish only those bred at a certain ranch in Phoenix are brave enough to be near us without causing a scene." He hugged her as she snuggled into his warmth the blankets doing their job of increasing the warmth and cutting the chill to a manageable level. "It’s a fairy tale it involves big bad wolves and swashbuckling and probably way too much kissing. You wouldn’t want to hear that story would you?"

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She was like both her parents in away, alert, able to have a memory like a hawk. So as he spoke, that bright smile dropped a little and she exhaled a little softly. Nodding some that the horses she could possible ride were in another location. Leaning against his chest. "Oh...I forgot about that. I know its too late now, but is it possible for you to help me maybe get mommy a horse? I haven't really been able to get her a gift and you know mother she won't say she needs or wants anything. But when I tried that trick she just hugs me and I still have presents." Frowning a little it was adorable, but she hated that her mother couldn't or wouldn't share and yet if Selene said she wanted for nothing she still got things. Perhaps now with daddy she could finally get her mother something, granted this year no horse their birthday was two days away on the 14th.

Her head lifting back up and she giggled a little before that smile came back. "Please tell I like fairytales. Please please please."

[Hieronymous Banks-Walker]

Hiero chuckled the little minx had just asked for a pony no not an actual pony and it wasn’t for her but a pony nonetheless. He chuckled hugging and nuzzling her as he said. “I will most assuredly help you but your mommy a horse. Okay. Deal." He said bouncing her some then settling once more securely under the blankets. “Story time …” Pretend yawning he said, “If I fall asleep you have to wake me okay?” Rolling his shoulders he leaned closer so his bass rumbling voice would carry each inflection sharper.

“A long time ago in a land that floated on winds as cold as ice yet also as warm as a the lick of flame there was a king. No ordinary king was this no he was king in both name and action. He was a warrior king. His kingdom won by the strength of his heart. Yet as noble as this king was he was alone. Lonely. He had no idea how lonely he was until his advisor a truly powerful wizard who’d fought alongside him took a wife for himself. She was a cruel twisted woman but she made the kings advisor happy and so the King was happy for him. The king alone in a way that he had just noticed was now aware and that did not make him happy. Into the kingdom comes a a fierce proven warrior. This warrior was strong and brazen daring much fighting as that was all she knew. The king and this warrior met in battle. Fighting the for same noble cause. A great evil had descended upon the kingdom. The King and this warrior having met across the battlefield, when the battles were over and the evil vanquished decided to celebrate. The king and his allies and this warrior and her family ate and sang and danced for many nights on end. One day blending into the next night and the land rejoiced. The trees grew straighter the flowers brighter even the sun and moon so very far away smiled on the land and its peoples. Then catastrophe struck. The warrior and the King were sepereated as a great snake rose between them. Not all the land were as happy as they seemed. Many hid their own sadness at having lost the chance to be graced by the king and the warriors happiness. They wanted it for themselves. Stealing the warrior away the king fell into a deep dark sleep. The king sleepwalked through the days and nights unaware the warrior had taken a seed of their love. She this great warrior carried the seed with her keeping it safe growing it into the prettiest flower the world had known. The warrior carried this seed around the whole of the world finding a long forgotten way into the kingdom. When she arrived she gave this flower to the king who sprang forth from his sleep. Awake once more the king and the warrior set about defeating every evil that stood between them bringing light and happiness back to the land.”

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Hearing him chuckle she cocked her head some to the side, watching him with a curious gaze set upon her eyes before he nuzzled and spoke. Taking a moment to register what exactly he was saying before she was giggling. "Deal mommy to tall for pony." Though when he yawned she frowned a little hoping he wasn't already tired not getting the whole fake yawning routine. Yet. But she nodded about waking him and snuggled into his hold more ready for the story he was about to tell her. Keeping herself snuggled into his hold along with the blankets, she listened intently as she spoke, her little ears taking in each word.

She'd gasp softly at various parts, but otherwise not utter a word allowing her father to continue. Letting her little eyes close, she wasn't trying to sleep, but picture what her father was telling her in her mind better. Gripping into his jacket some before she lifted up her head when he paused briefly. "What about the wolves and there isn't much kissing really, come on daddy tell me more I can handle it." Though she did seem to furrow her little brows a moment before she finally continued herself. "The warrior carried a seed that only bloomed once she was back with the king? How did she carry it all that time? You have to plant seeds daddy."

[Hieronymous Banks-Walker]

He laughed amused that she was so perceptive. “Don’t you see the truth of it Princess the warrior, The king, the seed, they were all magic. It flowed through their every pore through every part of them.”

Meeting her eyes as she looked up he smiled then scratched his goatee pretending to be lost in great thought. "As for the kissing well that is how they rejoiced each time they celebrated their were kisses galore far too many to count or imagine. Each kiss is a promise you see and every time they kissed it was a promise of forever in one way or another." Kissing Selenes forehead he went on, "Now where was I…Kissing? No there are far too many kisses to tell you of. Hugs? No that’s the same as kissing. Hmm where was I?"

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Hearing his laughter she furrowed her brow some, cocking her head some to the side when he asked her if she did not see what he was telling. Shaking her head not quiet getting what he was meaning and her little brows furrowed as she continued to frown. "Magic how daddy." Those bright eyes looking up at him with desire to understand. Biting on her lip as he spoke on the kissing and she looked down, playing with her jacket a little while he was explaining and wanting to ask him something. Scared of how he might react or what he might say, but she was so confused and her mother wasn't giving her real answers. Would he? Would he actually tell her what she wanted to know.

[Hieronymous Banks-Walker]

"Its like this... Magic is all around us but few people can really see it or recognize it." He conspiratorially held his hand close in front of them. Placing hers on top of his. He lowered his shields allowing her to feel enough of his strength to warm the skin both physically and metaphysically. As she really grasped what he was saying he smiled and held her till the rush passed. That initial rush of feeling and energy when it was all real.

“So now that I shared some of my seccrets you going to tell me whats on your mind, Princess?”

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As he explained about magic, she tilted her little head slightly as she listened. Barely noticing her hand being moved on top of his own. Though at the feeling of something brushing over her she released a soft gasp, closing her eyes and trying to just feel it the best she could. Selene felt warmth over her entire body, it was wrapping her in this invisible blanket, a slow smile appearing once more over her face as she finally looked back up at him. "I think mother did something similar, but they feel different yet similar." Snuggling back against him and let it finish wrapping around her and exhaled softly.

Though as he spoke she blinked those eyes back open and sighed softly. "I just don't understand what is going on? Mother was crying in her room the first few nights we arrived, yet when I asked her if she was alright she shifted the topic. And the fact she won't sleep in her room, I know she sleeps on the couch every night, yet she thinks I don't." She paused and sighed once more, curling herself up a little bit, "I thought everything would be how I imagined it when we came here, how mother always spoke about you and her. Is it me?"

[Hieronymous Banks-Walker]

He frowned quickly forcing his face placid. He choked away the initial response which was a very old school adult answer. She’d understand when she was older. Or some other such drivel. That was no way to teach or lead or share what was on his heart. That wouldn’t be what he taught her. He would reiterate much of what he tried explaining at breakfast with them all. "You are not alone in not knowing. We are all just trying to do our best." He let sink in some before going on. He was trying to not ramble yet the whole of it was bigger than one little miracle baby or her parents could truly manage alone.

He wasn’t sure how she’d imagined things but he would get that out of her sooner rather than later but first to insure she understood a very real very pertinent fact. “It could never be your fault or responsibility baby. You are our little personal bit of magic. You are a miracle. You have within you the chance to unite many clans and be a beacon of hope for the future, a sign that everything will be better..." As he spoke he understood that she must have been exposed to what some would say had been a normal relationship. Damn boob tube. He doubted Shaydra had let her mingle with others as protective as she was. "I hope one day you will tell me how you envisioned things but just know that all of us adults love you and want the best for you."