Coming Home:
Daine woke up to a small cry. She smiled a bit and got up. Some how having a baby made getting up at midnight a good thing. She looked down at her son. He was perfect. He has ten toes and ten fingers. He had his father's hair and other facial features, though he has her gray blue eyes. Daine picked up the three-month-old baby and sighed. She wondered where Numair was and what he was doing.
'Sh,' she whispered, 'Arram, sh, ma's here. Sh.'
Daine looked down at the baby. She kept soothing him best she could. After about three minutes he had clamed down. And with in seconds he was back asleep. Daine laid the baby back in his crib. She sighed gently and kissed his semi-bald head.
She turned and looked out the window. There in the port was a Carthaki ship. She blinked and remembered that tomorrow was the day that Numair would be home. He would see his son for the first time. She wondered if he had read the letter she had sent him. She wondered if he forgave her. She wondered what he was thinking. Was he thinking about? Her and their son? Did he even care? No, she thought, don't think that. Numair is not the type of person to just completely ignore the fact that he has a son. He just isn't.
The young women sighed. He's going to be happy. Arram has the gift. Alanna said it is probably as strong as his is. That means that he can go to Carthak and become a black robe mage, like him. HE has to care, she thought, he just has to. It's horrible going through life with out a father. I would know. Numair has to be around Arram, he has to.
Daine went back to bed with all of these thoughts going though her head. She knew she was just nervous about his reaction. She knew Numair better than that. They would work out their fight. Daine still loved him. She forgave every thing he said to her the moment Alanna told her she was pregnant. He will too. Numair's going to love Arram.
The next morning Daine woke with a start. It felt like she had gotten three seconds of sleep. Arram was hungry and she had to get dressed. Being a mother and the wild mage wasn't all that it was cracked up to being in the morning. There was to many things to do. She had to feed Arram, and then get dressed. She was lucky he liked kit. So every morning when he was fed she would put him back in his crib and let kit entertain him.
Daine got dressed in Numair's favorite dress. He always tried to get her to wear it. She knew it was because he could see down it. She heard a light knock on the door.
'It's open Alanna.' She called.
'How do you know it's me?' the knight asked.
'Who else comes to see me so early?' both of the women laughed and Alanna went into Arram's nursery.
'Well hello little one.' Daine heard Alanna exclaim. She smiled. Daine was glad Arram loved to be center of attention, and that every one loved him. All she had to do was leave him with Maude until she could come and get him.
'Are you going to talk to Numair?' Alanna asked. She was standing in the doorway with Arram in her arms.
'I wish I could take him with me and surprise him.' She said running the brush through her curls.
'I think Maude just wants him to herself.' Alanna replied. Daine laughed.
'So do I. I can't wait to see Numair hold him.' She sighed.
'He's going to be the happiest man alive.' Alanna said gently.
'I know.' Replied the younger women. 'Come on lets get someone to Maude.' She added tickling Arram's stomach.
For the next three hours Daine stood in a line listening to people talk. She caught Numair's eye once and smiled. Then she rolled her eyes to show him that she was board. Numair shook his head gently, then suddenly stood strait and refused to look at her.
No, Daine thought, he didn't read the letter. She caught Alanna's eye with a scared look. Alanna returned it with a questioning look. He didn't read the letter, Daine mouthed. What, the knight mouthed back, the idiot. DO something, the young women about said out loud. Alanna shrugged, then she had to turn back to what was going on in the delegation. Diane turned back to Numair. This is going to be harder than she thought.
Daine woke up to a small cry. She smiled a bit and got up. Some how having a baby made getting up at midnight a good thing. She looked down at her son. He was perfect. He has ten toes and ten fingers. He had his father's hair and other facial features, though he has her gray blue eyes. Daine picked up the three-month-old baby and sighed. She wondered where Numair was and what he was doing.
'Sh,' she whispered, 'Arram, sh, ma's here. Sh.'
Daine looked down at the baby. She kept soothing him best she could. After about three minutes he had clamed down. And with in seconds he was back asleep. Daine laid the baby back in his crib. She sighed gently and kissed his semi-bald head.
She turned and looked out the window. There in the port was a Carthaki ship. She blinked and remembered that tomorrow was the day that Numair would be home. He would see his son for the first time. She wondered if he had read the letter she had sent him. She wondered if he forgave her. She wondered what he was thinking. Was he thinking about? Her and their son? Did he even care? No, she thought, don't think that. Numair is not the type of person to just completely ignore the fact that he has a son. He just isn't.
The young women sighed. He's going to be happy. Arram has the gift. Alanna said it is probably as strong as his is. That means that he can go to Carthak and become a black robe mage, like him. HE has to care, she thought, he just has to. It's horrible going through life with out a father. I would know. Numair has to be around Arram, he has to.
Daine went back to bed with all of these thoughts going though her head. She knew she was just nervous about his reaction. She knew Numair better than that. They would work out their fight. Daine still loved him. She forgave every thing he said to her the moment Alanna told her she was pregnant. He will too. Numair's going to love Arram.
The next morning Daine woke with a start. It felt like she had gotten three seconds of sleep. Arram was hungry and she had to get dressed. Being a mother and the wild mage wasn't all that it was cracked up to being in the morning. There was to many things to do. She had to feed Arram, and then get dressed. She was lucky he liked kit. So every morning when he was fed she would put him back in his crib and let kit entertain him.
Daine got dressed in Numair's favorite dress. He always tried to get her to wear it. She knew it was because he could see down it. She heard a light knock on the door.
'It's open Alanna.' She called.
'How do you know it's me?' the knight asked.
'Who else comes to see me so early?' both of the women laughed and Alanna went into Arram's nursery.
'Well hello little one.' Daine heard Alanna exclaim. She smiled. Daine was glad Arram loved to be center of attention, and that every one loved him. All she had to do was leave him with Maude until she could come and get him.
'Are you going to talk to Numair?' Alanna asked. She was standing in the doorway with Arram in her arms.
'I wish I could take him with me and surprise him.' She said running the brush through her curls.
'I think Maude just wants him to herself.' Alanna replied. Daine laughed.
'So do I. I can't wait to see Numair hold him.' She sighed.
'He's going to be the happiest man alive.' Alanna said gently.
'I know.' Replied the younger women. 'Come on lets get someone to Maude.' She added tickling Arram's stomach.
For the next three hours Daine stood in a line listening to people talk. She caught Numair's eye once and smiled. Then she rolled her eyes to show him that she was board. Numair shook his head gently, then suddenly stood strait and refused to look at her.
No, Daine thought, he didn't read the letter. She caught Alanna's eye with a scared look. Alanna returned it with a questioning look. He didn't read the letter, Daine mouthed. What, the knight mouthed back, the idiot. DO something, the young women about said out loud. Alanna shrugged, then she had to turn back to what was going on in the delegation. Diane turned back to Numair. This is going to be harder than she thought.