Orb's Year 929
Dresden glanced up at his wife absently, "What? Faelyn? Yes, of course. Let me just get through this page."
Gwen scowled and threw her hands up in frustration. That's what he always said!
Hours later after she'd put Faelyn to bed, she stopped behind him again and snapped, "I'm going to bed."
Dresden again glanced up distractedly, "Sounds good. I'll be in to join you soon."
Dresden was quiet a moment, then whispered back, "Perhaps you would care to make love tonight?"
"Ba ba! Ba ba!!" Faelyn cried at Gwen's feet.
"A moment? Ha! More like a lifetime. Take her! You said you would take care of her last night and you forgot. Again!"
Bouncing Faelyn on his hip, he smiled and asked her "And what would you like, mi'lady?"
"Ba ba!" Faelyn told him seriously.
This was the seventh day she'd woken up in the morning with a morning nausea. Worriedly, she counted back the days to her last monthly.
Rubbing a hand over her belly, she knew that she was pregnant again.
Orb's Year 930
Had he grown tired of her? she wondered, with a sick feeling in her stomach.
Finally, after months had gone by, she dispatched a message to his home regarding an imperative business matter that could not wait.
When the knock sounded at the door, Gwen hurried to greet him...
"Princess Celeste!" Gwen gasped, her mouth dropping open.
Gwen stuttered as she attempted to lie her way out of trouble. "Oh, Dresden had wanted me to check with Geoffrey.. I mean.. Prince Geoffrey," she corrected herself when Princess Celeste's eyebrows raised at her casual use of his name, "about umm... some land... in his kingdom." Gwen finished lamely, praying for a hole to appear beneath her feet and swallow her whole.
Orb's Year 931
Gwen had been on the verge of heading upstairs with Faelyn when there was a slight knock at the door.
Shooting her daughter a questioning glance, she hurried to see who was visiting at this hour.
Gwen's hands shook. "No! No, he's not!"
Glancing around her, he cocked his eyebrow at the child. "Send her away."
Geoffrey didn't even wait for Faelyn to hurry up the stairs. He quickly wrapped Gwen in his arms and kissed her boldly.
Especially when she saw the bad man grab his mother and begin to kiss her.
But, his mother had kissed him back and giggled.
Lying in bed, Faelyn tried to understand what was happening. Why would her mother be kissing someone other than father?
Geoffrey pulled back and shook his head. "I do not wish to spend my time here prattling about nonsense." Patting her on the rear, he steered her towards the bedroom.
But... the moment it was over, he got up from the bed and began putting his clothes back on.
"Geoffrey?" she asked, cautiously. He seemed to be in a sour mood and she did not wish to anger him. "Is something the matter?"
"But... your daughters..." she said weakly, trying to think of something to make him stay a moment longer.
Gwen watched him stride from the room without a backward glance.
She had been so sure when she was younger that she could carry out an affair without involving her heart.
From the way her heart broke into a million pieces, she felt quite certain that she had not succeeded.
Dresden explained the difficulties that Gwen was having with her latest pregnancy, choosing to believe that as soon as she delivered a healthy baby that her melancholy would pass.
He missed the carefree and vivacious woman that she had been when they had first married...
He could tell that Cirdon had something he wished to say, but Dresden had hurriedly changed the subject. His family would see that all would be well!
Glancing up at him, she worried her bottom lip. She had never told him what she had seen that night or about the scarred man.
She was worried it would make him sad.
But as she grew older, she always wondered if she should've said something...