{Half way through}
In the common room, Aredhel is sitting and sowing something, quietly. She has been working on getting baby things ready - she is only halfway through her 12-months pregnancy, but her belly is heavily visible, round and protruding through her dress like a well-done little bun.
She smiles to herself, sings, softly. There is something in her heart that is quietly happy, and her hands are almost working idly on the little brassier. Her life has been quiet, as of late. Her husband is relatively safely out of trouble, as are her brothers. Her morning sickness is no longer abaiting her, and her heart is light.
One might even say... that she is almost bored.
Come say hello! She would love some company !
She smiles to herself, sings, softly. There is something in her heart that is quietly happy, and her hands are almost working idly on the little brassier. Her life has been quiet, as of late. Her husband is relatively safely out of trouble, as are her brothers. Her morning sickness is no longer abaiting her, and her heart is light.
One might even say... that she is almost bored.
Come say hello! She would love some company !