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[loveis4kids]

Rome is a strange city; she doesn't understand the movements of the people, the way they have settled.  Everything about the place is foreign and unfamiliar, but she can't help but secretly like it.  She spends most of her time out of doors, romping around more like a child than a princess, and tends to the gardens and horses on the land

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[shieldspy]

Well she'll have a lot more time to be away from the situation at his home. And more ability to see the city. It's just a shame she can't ride her mare too much right now, it really hadn't taken long for his stallion to get her pregnant. Which he has to say, was really kind of cute. Though he has a couple other horses she can ride, it's just not the same as hers.

He gives a soft sound at the feel of her tongue, moving after when she moves to another room. He's waiting to see her reaction to the bedroom, which is a lot nicer than the one she's been staying in. With a slightly bigger bed and more comfortable all around. "I'm really glad, Tasha. I wanted it to be perfect for you."

[loveis4kids]

Of course his stallion got her mare pregnant the first opportunity he had. It hadn't bothered Tasha much; she just wanted to make sure that her horse wasn't hurt in the process.

She walks into the master bedroom and makes a very, very happy sound. "I am being spoiled by Rome," she says. "I will never be able to stay in a tent again after this."

[shieldspy]

It was inevitable. They hadn't even needed to help the pair of horses. But like he'd promised, the stallion was a lot more gentle than you'd think one could be and her mare looked and seemed fine, if a little pregnant. And the hands when they were in there were taking a lot more care with her mare now that she is pregnant. She also got more apples fed to her from Clint when he was in there mucking stalls or brushing out the horses.

He chuckles softly at that, grinning as he moves to sit on the bed. "Well, you mgiht have to if our hunting trips are longer than one night sometimes." He pats the bed next to him gently. "But we can bring some of the silks so you can sleep more comfortably."

[loveis4kids]

And she appreciates the personal care he's taken with her horse. She's honestly been surprised by Clint's gentleness. And his willingness to help and do any job he'd ask of anyone else.

She sits down on the bed, getting comfortable. It's soft, and nice. Nicer than her bed at his home. "That would be nice. I like the feel of silk against my skin."

[shieldspy]

He likes taking care of her horse, and his. And part of him likes that he can surprise her in a good way. As for the willingness to help and do jobs he asks of others, that stems from his thoughts on work being that they build good character. And in order to appreciate those that do the jobs for you better, you should spend some time in their shoes. And he treats all his servants really well too. They're two lessons that he's been trying to instill in his son, which is why Francis has been helping out in the stables, much to the boy's chargen. Though, the boy is also hoping the lessons will lead to him being given the mare's foal as his own. A decision that Clint is leaving to Tasha because it's her mare, and her mare's baby

[loveis4kids]

She will probably give the horse to the boy. Once the boy has learned enough to know how to properly tend to the horse and can take responsibility for it. She also thinks he needs to be there for the birth as well.

A slight chuckle slides out of her. "No, I don't think I want to," she says. "And my people...it was rougher. And more furs than anything else."

[shieldspy]

He'll be so happy when he's finally told of this decision, even if the prospect of being there for the birth grosses him out a little. But Clint fully agrees with Tasha on him being there for the birth. He's actually already told Francis he will be there for the birth, because Clint thinks it's important for him to learn.

He smiles as his fingers play along her side gently. "We have furs too, when it gets cool enough to use them." It's warmer here so they don't need them as often as her people do. "I was thinking a cloak instead of a blanket though for you out of some of the furs I've brought back from the last trip?"

[loveis4kids]

There are things that everyone needs to learn about to truly understand, and attending the birth is one of those things. Francis needs to understand the struggle of life, and that's given in a birth.

"I would like that," she says, curling into him a little more. "I would certainly like a cloak."

[shieldspy]

Clint agrees completely. He wants his son to have a good knowledge base for when he grows up, to know and care more than a lot of the soldier's kids that live around the area. And he wants his son to cherish life.

He shifts just a little so that she can rest her head on his chest as they snuggle together, fingers continuing to stroke along her side. "Then I shall make you a cloak. I like making you things."

[loveis4kids]

Understanding how precious life is will help him understand the gravity of taking it. If he plans to be a soldier like his father, he should grow to be a good, just one. And will, if Tasha has anything to do with it.

"Clint?" she starts, hesitantly, as she rests her head on his chest. "I have been found lacking in many talents. I would like to improve."

[shieldspy]

Clint wants that for him too, to be a soldier with a good heart, to be able to give mercy in the right places because the lives don't need to be taken. And honestly it's more than Bobbi sometimes teaches him. Clint has no problems with Tasha helping to instill good traits in his son. And Francis has taken to curling up in trees above Tasha, so they do have some fairly decent alone times when she might want to talk to the boy.

His fingers slide up her side to stroke through her hair gently as he looks down at her. "Which skills would you like to improve, my dear Tasha?" He's curious, and more than willing to help her do so in anything she asks.

[loveis4kids]

She does teach him, when given the opportunity. She's told him some of the stories of her people---tales she doesn't want forgotten. He's good about listening, and asks questions. She does her best to teach him to appreciate people that aren't like him, and it's a good lesson for any to learn.

She looks up at him, and sighs. "I have no musical skills, I do not sew or weave..." she says. "I need to learn. The women here do not accept me."

[shieldspy]

Having her here has been good for the boy, he's learned a lot more than he otherwise might have. And he is learning a growing appreciation of people that aren't Roman, especially since she does take good care of him. He can see that the rumors are wrong first hand. And Clint at least, will always give her the time to teach him.

He dips to kiss her softly, eyes softening. "We can bring in a tutor for music lessons. And I know a few women that weave or sew that might be willing to help you learn." His fingers tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. "Whatever you want, we'll find a teacher for you, Tasha."

[loveis4kids]

She does her best to provide in her own way, for his welfare and happiness. She likes Francis, and likes the fact, especially, that he's not been shut down towards her as she's sure his mother would prefer.

She kisses him back. "I would like that," she admits softly. "I do not enjoy being considered lacking because I don't have the skills."

[shieldspy]

Clint thinks that she's done well so far and he knows she'll continue to do well. And Francis likes Tasha, there's a friend in her but also a mother figure. He doesn't see it as Francis having to lose one to embrace the other either, he knows that Francis sees it like Clint. There's room enough in his life for both women.

He gives her a soft look, "You have wonderful skills, Tasha. But we can get you the rest of the skills you want." His hand rubs along her back gently. "I want you to have anything you could want or need."

[loveis4kids]

She likes the boy. He reminds her so much of his father. And she finds that charming.

"You are a good man, and you take good care of me," she says, softly and looks at him. "You have done a good job looking after me. And this...I don't know how to repay you for your kindness."