There was a light foggy mist in the air. The sky was still grey as the sun hadn’t quite risen yet. Horses were being prepared for their ride when Reggie felt someone grip his arm. He was pulled back behind a bush and he glanced to see Will holding him.
“Reg… are you sure about this? I can go and you can stay here.” Will whispered quietly, keeping his grip on his arm.
“Will… stop. It’s fine.” Reggie shoved him back in agitation. His eyes pierced against Will’s eyes ferociously telling him his words were unwanted.
“It’s just that I’m concerned…”
“I said I am fine Will.” Reggie growled lowly. He squeezed his fingers into a fist as he set his jaw.
“Reg, I’m just saying you don’t have to go and force this. I can
