In the flat
Elaine has put the dinner dishes away, she's put David to bed, and has picked toys up in the livingroom, and is settling down on the couch at the end of the day, with her feet tucked beneath her, holding a glass of white wine.
True to medieval form, she's up with the sun most mornings and now it is after dark, and she's laid a fire that will serve them until the two of them decide to retire.
This is home, as her father's house was never home. She knows she can't "keep" it, but she's taken possession of it as much as she is able to. She tries now not to plan ahead more than a few days in advance, and looks upon each day as a gift.
There's a picture of the two of them on the mantlepiece as a newly married couple, with flowers 'round their necks, smiling broadly.
It is hard to explain how it is with her. Ryan pleases...satisfies her in a way no other man ever has. They speak together on a level that is equal. He does not treat her as fragile. He trusts her; men did not trust women where she was from, and she considers it an honor to be treated so. And it's also quite a comfort to know that her father would have approved of her choice. Elaine smiles and sighs happily, and waits for him to come home.
Ryan went downstairs for a little while, but she knows he'll be up soon.
True to medieval form, she's up with the sun most mornings and now it is after dark, and she's laid a fire that will serve them until the two of them decide to retire.
This is home, as her father's house was never home. She knows she can't "keep" it, but she's taken possession of it as much as she is able to. She tries now not to plan ahead more than a few days in advance, and looks upon each day as a gift.
There's a picture of the two of them on the mantlepiece as a newly married couple, with flowers 'round their necks, smiling broadly.
It is hard to explain how it is with her. Ryan pleases...satisfies her in a way no other man ever has. They speak together on a level that is equal. He does not treat her as fragile. He trusts her; men did not trust women where she was from, and she considers it an honor to be treated so. And it's also quite a comfort to know that her father would have approved of her choice. Elaine smiles and sighs happily, and waits for him to come home.
Ryan went downstairs for a little while, but she knows he'll be up soon.