11-20-2016, 11:12 PM
It’s been so quiet lately.
Ever since moving to Tephra, their lives have gained a peace Eira hadn’t thought possible. Their days have been quiet, the kingdom has been quiet … in fact, all of Beqanna has been quiet. It’s been a little unnerving (she keeps expecting something to go wrong), but it’s also been rather nice. There’s been so much upheaval as of late that it’s nice for life to be so uneventful.
Part of this, she knows (or at least the quietness in their own family), is due to Lumi’s ever increasing trips outside of the territory. Their oldest daughter is an adult in her own right now (strange to think about), and spends most of her days travelling around outside of Tephra. Part of Eira wishes she could forbid the girl from leaving so much (she’d rather keep all of her dear children close), but Lumi’s age and Taiga’s continued bratty behaviour make it impossible. The two girls are just oil and water, and no matter how hard Eira tries, she can’t seem to help them get along. But at least with Lumi so often out of the territory the amount of fighting has decreased dramatically.
She wishes Lumi was here at the moment though. Contractions have taken hold, and Eira has bunkered down in a more secluded copse to give birth to her and Weir’s fifth child! She is excited to add to their little family, but she’d been hoping to use the opportunity to teach Lumi a little bit about, well, the mechanics of childbirth.
But the girl is off somewhere once again, and she is left with Taiga for her only company. Taiga and her incessant questions.
But eventually it is done, and a small damp bundle lies in the dirt at her side. Eira rises quickly, sparing only a quick glance for her suddenly quiet older daughter (she is amused to see the girl has actually been stunned into silence), before turning down to the little roan bundle. It’s a girl! Another little girl to add to their family! Eira grins, and immediately begins cleaning away the mess of birth. As she works, an overwhelming feeling of happiness bubbles up inside her. Everything, at least in this moment, is perfect. “Hope. I will call you Hope.”
Ever since moving to Tephra, their lives have gained a peace Eira hadn’t thought possible. Their days have been quiet, the kingdom has been quiet … in fact, all of Beqanna has been quiet. It’s been a little unnerving (she keeps expecting something to go wrong), but it’s also been rather nice. There’s been so much upheaval as of late that it’s nice for life to be so uneventful.
Part of this, she knows (or at least the quietness in their own family), is due to Lumi’s ever increasing trips outside of the territory. Their oldest daughter is an adult in her own right now (strange to think about), and spends most of her days travelling around outside of Tephra. Part of Eira wishes she could forbid the girl from leaving so much (she’d rather keep all of her dear children close), but Lumi’s age and Taiga’s continued bratty behaviour make it impossible. The two girls are just oil and water, and no matter how hard Eira tries, she can’t seem to help them get along. But at least with Lumi so often out of the territory the amount of fighting has decreased dramatically.
She wishes Lumi was here at the moment though. Contractions have taken hold, and Eira has bunkered down in a more secluded copse to give birth to her and Weir’s fifth child! She is excited to add to their little family, but she’d been hoping to use the opportunity to teach Lumi a little bit about, well, the mechanics of childbirth.
But the girl is off somewhere once again, and she is left with Taiga for her only company. Taiga and her incessant questions.
But eventually it is done, and a small damp bundle lies in the dirt at her side. Eira rises quickly, sparing only a quick glance for her suddenly quiet older daughter (she is amused to see the girl has actually been stunned into silence), before turning down to the little roan bundle. It’s a girl! Another little girl to add to their family! Eira grins, and immediately begins cleaning away the mess of birth. As she works, an overwhelming feeling of happiness bubbles up inside her. Everything, at least in this moment, is perfect. “Hope. I will call you Hope.”
EIRA
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