Author: evilmidget90 PM
A young prince offers himself as a sacrifice to save his country what happens next? TRIGGER WARNING: some non-explicit male rape.Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Friendship - Chapters: 7 - Words: 7,379 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 10-08-12 - Published: 01-13-12 - id: 2988234
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Wolf helped the Emprince finish his toilet, then followed Ismail as he led the way to the stable. Along the way the Emprince explained " You can explore the castle on your own later, for now I want to acquaint you with the grounds. I often need to ride in parades, or simply ride to another town to help solve a problem that requires a royal. Obviously this would make it difficult for you to protect me, and serve me unless you also have a mount."
Wolf nodded, this made sense. Hopefully they wouldn't have to go riding today though as he wasn't sure his leg was up to it just yet.
Once they reached the stables Ismail instructed Wolf to pick a mount for himself. "You may pick any mount in this stable. There is a second stable of horses that have already been claimed by owners."
Wolf walked slowly down the stalls admiring the many specimens of well bred horse flesh. Suddenly a familiar whinney caught his attention. There in a stall near the end was a huge black horse. He caught his breath in anticipation.
The horse tossed his head as though agreeing. Then it reached over and nuzzled the front of Wolf's tunic. "Sorry boy, no sugar today. It is good to see you though." finally El Shaddai seemed to have smiled on him again.
He turned to Ismail and was about to ask for his horse when a stable hand spoke up. "Sire, that horse won't let anyone ride him. He throws every rider that tries. Shame too, he sure is a handsome one."
Wolf grinned slightly "I would ask how much you would like to bet, however I am currently not in possession of any coin." The man simply glared at Wolf's audacity. "How about I simply show you instead?" Wolf looked at Ismail for confirmation. The Emprince nodded smiling slightly.
The stable hand watched skeptically as Wolf led Abaddon out of his stall. Carefully he saddled Abaddon making sure to triple check the girth, because of the horses bad habit of holding his breath in order to not have the saddle cinched tight. Wolf had slipped more than once because of it, and he knew that right now he probably couldn't afford to fall as his leg had not fully healed yet. Thinking about his leg made him realize mounting could end up being problematic. The injury had caused his left knee to be almost completely unable to bend. Looking around he saw a mounting block usually they were used for ladies or young children to assist them in mounting their horses. Walking Abaddon slowly over to the block Wolf stepped onto it then using his arms to push up on the addle he swung his right leg and body across the horses back. Abaddon prances slightly as Wolf landed a bit heavily in the saddle but calmed when wolf whispered to him stroking his neck. Then as if sensing the fact that his master needed him to behave he walked slowly out of the stable past the astonished stable hand and into the courtyard. Emprince Ismail followed the two out of the stable. "I assume you have made your choice?" it wasn't really a question, but Wolf answered anyway. "Yes Sire."