09-25-2017, 12:39 PM
His feet were still planted against the floor and he snorted before sinking back down in the dusty old carriage, he was smiling as well, softly and closing his eyes for a moment. Four daughters... God they were going to be a handful, he wondered how his wife would feel about that and his daughters once they were old enough to understand. He was teared up when he felt the weight against his chest, wet even through his night shirt and he looked down at her with a bright, sad smile. Groaning when he was helped up, pushed into a sitting position and he rested his head against the other man's chest. Now he didn't even know how to explain it, he was exhausted and yet even more than that, all he wanted to do was sleep. He couldn't really feel his legs either,"Am I... Bleeding?"
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