Stephlover

“You’re a grown stag now and a lord in your own right, one that carries the blood of the Kings of old. You’ve been gifted a princess worthy of your bloodline, won a doe that is suited to your rank. You could do better, but I’d be here all day if I had to lecture you on that.” LLywelyn couldn’t remember the last time he stood in this glade, feeling like a spare part as his father listed off all the things he wasn’t happy with or what he could do better at. He must have been younger then, maybe before he was betrothed to Eiddwen and before he strided away to build his own life. Funny what time does to