Orrick looked out over the balcony, it wasn’t that he couldn’t have bedded the girl, It was merely that he didn’t want too. She was pretty enough, beautiful even. The truth was any man who said she wasn’t was lying to himself… but here in this house it felt wrong. He had built this house for Nicole, every beam and brick had been chosen for her and every room bore her mark.
Still the young girl he had left back in her chambers was not the only one to have a responsibility to their vows. He had pinned her down so tightly in a marriage contract that afforded her no room for maneuverer, if she did not provide him with children on his death she would get nothing.
So… with that said the least he could do was give the girl chance to fulfil her side of the bargain. He would go back to her shortly he knew he would, he would do his share of the task at hand and even he knew he would enjoy it once it got going. Part of him enjoyed having her around, having someone to lie in his arms but the guilt of that enjoyment would overshadowed the pleasure itself.
“Damn you are an old fool” he declared to the blackness that seeped into the hallway though the narrow windows across the hall. Continue reading
Orrick lay staring at the canopy of the bed above him, Ailana had bravely nestled herself into his shoulder and her arm lay nervously over his chest. He had to admire her, she was clearly taking her role as his wife seriously and despite the fact that they both knew full well there was no love nor even attraction between them.
He knew…. What she was expecting and it was only right. He only had to see how good she was with Matilda to know like all young woman she wanted children of her own. Continue reading
Luke wrestled the small baby in his arms whose tiny fingered reached upward and outward grasping for her papa’s hair. “She’s looking for something to eat again” he chuckled, glancing towards Kiena who gave him a childlike pout by way of a response.
Kiena had not really bonded with the baby, she dealt with her when she had too. She fed and changed her without complaint, but she never really held her for holdings sake. Still it did not matter Luke supposed, Megs got plenty of attention from him. There was plenty of time for her mama to come around, realising what a joy motherhood could be. Continue reading
The door opened slowly and Helena watched nervously to see who her visitor might be, she sorely hoped it would not be Gabriel. She could not coherently express how she felt, the past few months had felt like a nightmare, even warm and well fed could not exclude the loss and nausea she felt at all that had happened.
She sighed with relief to see her visitor was not Gabriel but his young wife instead. The dark hair girl peered nervously around the door. Things had seen quite a turnaround at the castle, Lady Hamdun was no-longer held prisoner by her husband, instead it was she who was kept under constant guard as Gabriel feared she would try to escape for a second time. Continue reading
Ailana turned as she heard someone approch her gaze meeting Orricks as he entered the nursery where she stood playing with Matilda. “Did you want me?… or … “ she asked nervously. Orrick had already told her it was fine to play with the baby, but still she felt a sudden guilt as yet again the feeling of being an intruder washed over her.
So much was going on, the house was buzzing, people where scared and everywhere she looked there where terrified faces. The nursery was the one place she didn’t feel in the way and the only place where the fear did not seem to occupy. Continue reading
Dawn fidgeted with her gown, most of the time she found married life incredibly dull. There was nothing to do in the barracks, no-one to talk to, no-one to keep her company save for a brief period in the in morning and then again at night when the maid came to help dress her.
Today had been no different, but at least her husband was home giving her a few hours company in the evening. Most days he was either out on patrol or up at Silverhand Castle, especially now that Daniel had deemed if fitting to forgive Danson for marrying her. Continue reading
“Dawn darling, are you aright?” Danson asked concerned that if young woman paced up and down the room one more time, she would cut a deep groove in the floor boards.
They had been married several months but he still didn’t really know her, she was a quiet and withdrawn young woman, appealing and eager to please but she she kept a wall around her impenetrable and unyielding which no-one not even her young brother could penetrate. Continue reading