Azalie slowly pushed away the plate of food that was in front of her. She quietly folded her hands in her lap and proceeded to wait out her husband.
Childman stared at her stubborn display of defiance, and slowly let out a sigh. Azalie was changing and he didn't know what to do. Calling on Orphen only complicated matters, and asking her did nothing to improve her moods. Childman couldn't understand why she had started to feel more and more depressed lately, and even if he were to even grasp the concept of what was bothering her. He still didn't think that'd it make much of a difference.
The room that the husband and wife were in was small, and only used for eating in the daytime. The house that they had bought a year earlier was already starting to seem like home, and not just a place that held two solemn occupants. Childman was once again teaching at the tower of Fang, which was a few miles off. His hair was still a dark blue, and his eyes still as piercing and gentle as ever.
Unfortunetly, Azalie had changed. Her once short hair was now down to her middle back, yet the color was still that of a beautiful dark shade of violet. Her red eyes stared relentlessly at her husband, almost daring him to say something.
She herself, had been silent for over a month and wasn't planning on saying anything until she could make sure the time was right. And no, she wasn't starving herself, yet she still felt improper eating in the presence of Childman. He was, now of course an Elder at the Tower, and also a teacher.
Childman quietly sighed then proceeded to stand up from the table, and walk over to where Azalie still sat. Oddly enough, she seemed to have a genuine smile on her face, and she drifted her gaze to stare up at her love.
She herself then sighed, and then giggled a little. This act surprised Childman, as he hadn't seen her utter a single sound for the past month.
"Are you alright?" He asked, the words had flown out of his mouth before he could even think of the consequences. He quickly attacked his mind with such thoughts as to how she would react, and if he'd just destroyed her interest in talking to him. To be truthful, he'd never thought he'd have to be so careful with her.
Azalie smiled again, and her laughter increased until she was holding her hand daintily over her mouth. After a few more moments, Childman started to worry and he quickly asked his question again.
His wife smiled, and waved her hand that had covered her mouth in his general direction.
" I'm fine, and so is the baby! We're going to be parents!" She said, her eyes filled with merith.
Childman's face changed to confusion to surprise, and then he quickly picked her up from her seat and hugged her.
Childman stared at her stubborn display of defiance, and slowly let out a sigh. Azalie was changing and he didn't know what to do. Calling on Orphen only complicated matters, and asking her did nothing to improve her moods. Childman couldn't understand why she had started to feel more and more depressed lately, and even if he were to even grasp the concept of what was bothering her. He still didn't think that'd it make much of a difference.
The room that the husband and wife were in was small, and only used for eating in the daytime. The house that they had bought a year earlier was already starting to seem like home, and not just a place that held two solemn occupants. Childman was once again teaching at the tower of Fang, which was a few miles off. His hair was still a dark blue, and his eyes still as piercing and gentle as ever.
Unfortunetly, Azalie had changed. Her once short hair was now down to her middle back, yet the color was still that of a beautiful dark shade of violet. Her red eyes stared relentlessly at her husband, almost daring him to say something.
She herself, had been silent for over a month and wasn't planning on saying anything until she could make sure the time was right. And no, she wasn't starving herself, yet she still felt improper eating in the presence of Childman. He was, now of course an Elder at the Tower, and also a teacher.
Childman quietly sighed then proceeded to stand up from the table, and walk over to where Azalie still sat. Oddly enough, she seemed to have a genuine smile on her face, and she drifted her gaze to stare up at her love.
She herself then sighed, and then giggled a little. This act surprised Childman, as he hadn't seen her utter a single sound for the past month.
"Are you alright?" He asked, the words had flown out of his mouth before he could even think of the consequences. He quickly attacked his mind with such thoughts as to how she would react, and if he'd just destroyed her interest in talking to him. To be truthful, he'd never thought he'd have to be so careful with her.
Azalie smiled again, and her laughter increased until she was holding her hand daintily over her mouth. After a few more moments, Childman started to worry and he quickly asked his question again.
His wife smiled, and waved her hand that had covered her mouth in his general direction.
" I'm fine, and so is the baby! We're going to be parents!" She said, her eyes filled with merith.
Childman's face changed to confusion to surprise, and then he quickly picked her up from her seat and hugged her.