Who Caim and London Where The Russia House What Horse Riding / London's first Unholy Weapon Warnings TBD Status In Progress
The demon President had poofed himself and London to their home in Russia. He was dressed accordingly, wedding band on his left hand finger and as he stared at it, pausing his yanking trying to tighten the buckle on the horse's bridle. There was a second horse all tacked up and ready for riding as well. He wanted to give her the choice of whichever she preferred once she got in there. But, as he stared at that wedding ring he reached his thumb just underneath it and spun it around in one complete circle on his finger. His mind was flashing back many memories he had with his London. They'd truly been through a lot together. And just because Caim had on stock probably a half of a dozen wedding bands for different aliases he had around the world in different areas didn't mean there wasn't something a little more sacred to the one he put on when he and London were together. There had been stress between them recently and Caim had many downtrodden thoughts when it came to his little butterfly.
He stood back after the last horse was all tacked up and took a deep breath. He knew she'd be coming in the 30 horse stall stables very soon to meet with him for a very long over due ride. He had the song the Crow and the Butterfly on in earbuds as he stood back and looked his most prized Arabian stock over all western saddled up and ready to go. Nothing but the best for London. That's how it always was, how it was always meant to be. And Adrian cursed himself for letting things become any different. He held his hand to his thigh checking for what lied beneath in the inner pocket. It was still safe and sound. Adrian had more than one surprise for London that day and he loved giving her surprises. There was just a solemness to it because he knew why he was giving these things to her and once it was all done nothing would really ever be the same between them. Or at least he didn't think so. He was scared of it. He didn't want things to change. He liked them just they way they always had been and he had a small hot lump resting within his throat when he thought he heard her approaching and he turned around, dressed the part for a trail ride with his own special flare and smiled as he saw her. For some reason it had felt like so very long.