A Year Gone By
There should be more to this, but somewhere in the middle, I got sidetracked! I want to try telling part of their story in flashbacks, but it's not working just yet.
The day after Yearpass, Kirin was barefoot and had a heavy woolen shawl draped over her shoulders as she stood in the kitchen doorway. It wasn't exactly practical to be running about without shoes in the dead of winter, but her feet and ankles had begun to swell from time to time. It was common in the last phase of pregnancy and Kirin coped, much as she did with everything, in her own way.
She watched in silence as Will prepared to return to Fort Ubolutiin. She always felt a bit lost in those moments, especially after they'd spent days together holed up in the cottage. It was good to have him all to herself for a while, but the faery knew that her knight had to leave eventually. It was just how things were and she'd come to accept it. She had long since adjusted to the fact that duty to the Silver Moon Knights came before everything else.
She had teased Will about not asking him to marry her because she knew he would turn her down. The simple truth was Kirin knew that marriage was not a likely prospect. They were happy with what they had. What was the sense in ruining it just draw up legal documents or satisfy someone else's sensibilities?
Her mind drifted through the events of the past year. Broken bones had mended. They had shared much of their pasts with each other, joys and sorrows. And then there was Bug, who had caused nearly every emotion in the spectrum to rise in both of his parents. Given that neither of them had expected to be having a child in so late in their lives, Kirin and Will accepted what was to come ... eventually.
The day after Yearpass, Kirin was barefoot and had a heavy woolen shawl draped over her shoulders as she stood in the kitchen doorway. It wasn't exactly practical to be running about without shoes in the dead of winter, but her feet and ankles had begun to swell from time to time. It was common in the last phase of pregnancy and Kirin coped, much as she did with everything, in her own way.
She watched in silence as Will prepared to return to Fort Ubolutiin. She always felt a bit lost in those moments, especially after they'd spent days together holed up in the cottage. It was good to have him all to herself for a while, but the faery knew that her knight had to leave eventually. It was just how things were and she'd come to accept it. She had long since adjusted to the fact that duty to the Silver Moon Knights came before everything else.
She had teased Will about not asking him to marry her because she knew he would turn her down. The simple truth was Kirin knew that marriage was not a likely prospect. They were happy with what they had. What was the sense in ruining it just draw up legal documents or satisfy someone else's sensibilities?
Her mind drifted through the events of the past year. Broken bones had mended. They had shared much of their pasts with each other, joys and sorrows. And then there was Bug, who had caused nearly every emotion in the spectrum to rise in both of his parents. Given that neither of them had expected to be having a child in so late in their lives, Kirin and Will accepted what was to come ... eventually.