07-30-2014, 09:41 PM
Wyn started quietly singing as she worked on laundry in the sink. "I'll swim and sail on savage seas with ne'er a fear of drowning. And gladly ride the waves of life, if you will marry me. No scorching sun, nor freezing cold, will stop me on my journey."
"If you will promise me your heart and love me for eternity. My dearest one, my darling dear, your mighty words astound me, but I've no need of mighty deeds when I feel your arms around me," Cormac sang from his perch outside the carriage. He looked to the sky and wondered if Wyn joining them was a good idea or not. While he was happy to see her again and have her in his life, was it really worth risking her life. He ran his hand through his hair. "That's three now," he muttered to himself. "Three people to protect." His mind wandered to Astien's child and it's lack of energy and activity for the past few weeks. He couldn't help but feel responsible. If he hadn't listened to his grandfather and just stayed with Astien to begin with, he wouldn't have taken that fall of the horse or gotten so sick. He tried to shake the thoughts from his head and focus on the road ahead, metaphorically and literally. What was done, was done, and all they could do was move forward and hope for the best.
"If you will promise me your heart and love me for eternity. My dearest one, my darling dear, your mighty words astound me, but I've no need of mighty deeds when I feel your arms around me," Cormac sang from his perch outside the carriage. He looked to the sky and wondered if Wyn joining them was a good idea or not. While he was happy to see her again and have her in his life, was it really worth risking her life. He ran his hand through his hair. "That's three now," he muttered to himself. "Three people to protect." His mind wandered to Astien's child and it's lack of energy and activity for the past few weeks. He couldn't help but feel responsible. If he hadn't listened to his grandfather and just stayed with Astien to begin with, he wouldn't have taken that fall of the horse or gotten so sick. He tried to shake the thoughts from his head and focus on the road ahead, metaphorically and literally. What was done, was done, and all they could do was move forward and hope for the best.
