64 Bloody hands- Part 1 (2/2)

He was right though. She wasn't his business. If she weren't going o marry Warren he wouldn't have bothered humoring her in the mansion. There was no saying that the lord would talk the way he does now with her, informally. She was aware with the fact that the truce wasn't only going to benefit with council's reasons but also Lady Venetia and the lord himself.

”I didn't mean it that way,” Venetia tried to correct herself.

”Of course you didn't,” the lord said but his smile sent the message that he knew what she had intended. The Lord and his friend continued to move ahead with their horses, leaving the Lawson's with Heidi.

”There's no rush for Heidi to learn how to use the shotgun-” Warren started.

”I won't be taking any classes on it,” Heidi voiced her opinion, ”To be truthful, I am not interested in partaking in the hunting grounds. I would prefer to be a viewer here and nothing else,” she said looking at everyone.

”That is utterly absurd! Do you understand what it means to be-” Venetia was cut short by her son.

”Mother please,” he pleaded softly not wanting to create a scene in midst of the forest.

”Do you even know what you are saying?” the woman rolled her eyes with a scoff. She then turned to look at Heidi while still talking to Warren, ”So you are saying that she is going to continue being a delicate human who is going to sit inside the mansion and do nothing at all? If she is marrying into the family she needs to know what we do, what we are. The society we live in.”

”That's enough mother. If Heidi doesn't want to do it, I believe we should all respect her decision,” Warren spoke firmly. Both, the mother and son stared at each other for a long timeuntil Venetia turned away to send a glare at Heidi before kicking the side of her horse so it could start. Venetia soon disappeared behind the thick trees.

”I am sorry,” Heidi apologized after Venetia had left to see Warren give her a confused look, ”I...I will learn to use the gunshot if it is necessary,” she didn't want Warren to have a bad relationship with his mother because of her.

”Like I said previously, you don't have to. I have noticed how you cringe your face every time any one of us raise our shotgun at the buck. My aim isn't that,” he added the last line while scratching the back of his neck with a sigh, ”You don't have to force yourself to come hunting. Next time, all you have to do is refuse. I wouldn't mind,” he gave her an assured smile.

”Thank you for being considerate about it,” she thanked him, a little shocked with his revelation that he had been missing the target purposefully.

”Heidi,” he then began with a serious face, ”I know this is a marriage of truce which is based on political reasons but I also heard that every girl has her dreams on getting wed to someone she can rely on. Like you, I will try to make this relationship work so you don't have to worry about my mother,” his promise only made her guilty heart guiltier. She had fallen at loss of words. Her thoughts in a complete mess.

”Come on now. The others must be waiting,” he said. Seeing her nod her head, he kicked his boots to charge his horse forward, leaving her behind.