He did get her a stick. A long, good, strong one, that made laugh when he brought it to her.
“ Thank you, Jasper.” she had said finally, in a hushed tone, while looking at the stick. she had a very soft voice, he had come to realise, and found that he didn’t mind. she also didn’t talk much, He could live with that. But it was her childlike Nature that humbled him. It made him think of his sisters, it made him want to keep her safe.
He took his time to walk slowly, so she could keep up with him. she didn’t make the slightest fuss, though he knew the leg must have had to be hurting her. So occasionally, he asked that they sit, so she could have a break, and catch her breath.
the landscape spread out before them was beautiful, well it had always been, Jasper knew that. but he’d never reall
