"She is yours, Angelica. You should name her," he said.
"I know but you gave her to me. It will feel more special if you name her, so I can call her by the name you gave her."
"I am not good with names," he said.
"I disagree. I like the name you gave me."
He smiled. "That is not a name," he said.
Was he saying she was an angel?
Lord Rayven looked thoughtfully at the mare while stroking her gently. "How about Love?" He asked.
Love?
He gifted her Love.
"I like it very much," she smiled widely. "Welcome to your new home, Love." She said stroking her as well.
They took her to the barn where Lord Rayven's horses stayed. Angelica couldn't tear her gaze away from her. She was so beautiful. Lord Rayven also seemed happy whenever he was around animals.
"You love animals," she said. "My mother used to say that someone who loves animals can never be a bad person. Did you love animals as Demons?"
