Grace shied at his approach - or at Regina's increasing tension. Either way, Regina patted her neck and released her grip on the headstall of her hackamore. If Grace needed to bolt, Regina would let her.
Her own shoulders stiffened, eyes going wide and white round the edges. Everything in her strained away from him and toward him at once. Like she had at the Carnival, she stood, trembling, paralyzed by her own reactions. Fire rose and flitted to her fingertips and flickered in her eyes, an old, instinctive reaction to being threatened.
"People have lost their hearts for less," she warned, low and responsive to his approach rather than his words.
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Date: 2017-05-09 07:07 pm (UTC)Her own shoulders stiffened, eyes going wide and white round the edges. Everything in her strained away from him and toward him at once. Like she had at the Carnival, she stood, trembling, paralyzed by her own reactions. Fire rose and flitted to her fingertips and flickered in her eyes, an old, instinctive reaction to being threatened.
"People have lost their hearts for less," she warned, low and responsive to his approach rather than his words.