Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Marchant, Orb's Year 905-908

Orb's Year 905
 Amar was proud of his growing family.  He couldn't wait for his unborn child to be born.
He'd begun to notice Alana withdrawing, but assumed it had to do with typical pregnancy troubles.  He'd attempted to break through to her, but she'd always claimed she was tired or some similar complaint.

"Alana, I wanted you to know that I'll be headed off to the neighboring county to collect some new wares Grocer has arranged for me to see.  Will you be okay here with the kids alone?"

"Of course," Alana said, a flicker of hope beginning.  Perhaps she would be able to see her pirate again!

"If you need anything, Aidan Taveryn has said that he would be available to help."

"I won't need anything," Alana assured quickly.

Amar hesitated, "Are you sure you're okay, Alana?"

"Of course," she said, "When are you leaving?"
Alana waited anxiously as Amar lead the carriage away.  The children were at the instructional school and she was alone!  She prayed that Trent Noble had received her missive and would come.  She could not help but be bold for time was precious.
When a knock sounded at the door, her heart leapt into her throat.  It was him!  Feeling strangely powerful, she let him in and led him straight back to the bedroom.
Amar returned home, tired and weary from the voyage.  He was surprised to see the children awake and running around.

"Where's your mother?" he asked in surprise.

Baji shrugged, "She's sleeping.  She said she was tired."

"And we're hungry!" Barika added.  "She didn't fix us dinner!"

Amar ruffled his children's head and tried to hide his worry, "Well, then.  Let's see about fixing that!"

Orb's Year 906
Alana's pregnancy seemed to last an eternity!  And now that she had tasted happiness with Trent, she resented the child in her belly all the more.  She still dreamed of Trent confessing his love for her and leading her away from this bland existence to a place with balls, palaces and adventure! 
For now, she had to settle for diapers and children, though.  As soon as baby girl Caira was born, Alana had handed her straight to Amar and then laid back in bed, pulling the covers over her head.
...Mixed in with a few moments of stolen pleasure.
Amar was unsure of what was going on with Alana.  He now knew that it went much deeper than just womanly trouble.  Unsure of how to proceed, he dove into work and committed himself to their mercantile store and the children. 
"...and then he told me that my store was the best of the best!  Can you believe that kids?" Amar announced proudly.  Eagerly, he looked to Alana and waited for her praise. 

Alana pushed her food around her plate, not really focusing on the children or Amar.  She couldn't even really say what they'd been talking about.  

"Alana?" Amar asked. 

Alana's head jerked up and she saw everyone looking at her.  She smiled wanly.  "I guess I'm just tired.  I believe I'll retire for the night."
Alana had slipped into her chemise and attempted to soak in a bubble bath, but Caira had found her way into the bathroom and created a holy mess. "Baji! Barika!" Alana called.  "Come clean this room up and put Caira to bed!  Please!"
Baji and Barika stopped playing together and went to the bathroom to see what their mother was yelling about. 

Barika sighed.  "Oh, Caira.  How did you get out of your crib?  We never should have taught you to walk!"

Baji chuckled.  "You put Houdini to bed and I"ll clean up the bathroom."

Orb's Year 907
Amar was so proud to see his children helping in the store.  He watched as Barika struggled to restock the shelves...
...and as Baji attempted to sell a few items. 

He knew that in time they would hone their craft and make their mercantile store even more successful.
As Amar's Celestial Orb dimmed, he thought about how much more he had left to do in this life and regretted not being able to accomplish more.

Amar Marchant, Celestial Orb Years' 864-907

The tears that sprang to Alana's eyes had surprised her.  Amar had been a good man and a good husband.  It wasn't his fault that he didn't provide her with the physical comfort that she craved. 

Orb's Year 908
Since Alana would not step foot into the mercantile store, it was up to Baji and Barika to tend the store.  They opened it to the public in the afternoon after they returned from instructional school until the sky darkened.

It was hard  to keep up with everything, but together brother and sister managed to do it!

Their mother was no help at all.  She only came out of her room while they were away, it seemed.  She seemed to think that they weren't aware that her torrid affair with the nobleman had ended badly and that she'd taken to bed with a great sadness.
All the while, Baji struggled to learn how to give change, how to stock and how to persuade a customer to make a purchase.  He couldn't count the number of times he'd upset a customer by pushing too hard.  He wondered how in the world his father made this look so easy!
Baji scooped up Caira as he came inside.  Barika was at the stove preparing dinner.  "Just a few more minutes and dinner will be ready," she promised him.  

"Good, I'm starving!"

"Me hungry," Caira chirped. 

"Are you, little one?  Well, I believe I can fix that quickly!"  Baji got Caira a bottle and sat down and  stretched his shoulders.  His glance fell to his schoolwork sitting by the table. 

It seemed as though it would be a late night again...
The next morning as Alana draped her belt around her dress, she noticed that her clothes were fitting a little tighter.  Perplexed, she loosened the belt a notch and wondered how she could have gained any weight while she'd hardly been eating anything at all...


  1. Ooh.... Is that Amar's last child or a parting gift from her pirate? I am really enjoying your blog!

    1. She prays that the baby doesn't have his father's bright red hair. :)


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