Everyone Has Their Faults
Disclaimer: Characters are Tam's, plot is partly inspired by the movies Enough and Sleeping With the Enemy.
Thayet glided to the window seat and peeled back the heavy curtains, wincing at the blinding white of new snow and the pain in her hand. "Good morning dearest," she heard her husband's powerful voice echo around their bedroom. She had wanted to put carpets up on the walls to make it warmer, but Jon wanted to keep the walls bare. No, no, she told herself. We discussed it, and came to an agreement. Then again-stop! She argued with herself. It's not that important. She felt strong arms wrap around her waist, almost squeezing the wind out of her. He took her hand in his. "I'm sorry about that." He used his gift to heal it, knitting bones together with cool blue magic. Thayet twisted in his grip and looked into the intense eyes of her king. She asked the question she had been asking for a week now. "Why?" King Jonathan just kissed her on the lips and walked out the door.
Sorry this was so short, I just had the idea for a while and it was bugging me but I hadn't really had the story mapped out yet. Review, good people!
Disclaimer: Characters are Tam's, plot is partly inspired by the movies Enough and Sleeping With the Enemy.
Thayet glided to the window seat and peeled back the heavy curtains, wincing at the blinding white of new snow and the pain in her hand. "Good morning dearest," she heard her husband's powerful voice echo around their bedroom. She had wanted to put carpets up on the walls to make it warmer, but Jon wanted to keep the walls bare. No, no, she told herself. We discussed it, and came to an agreement. Then again-stop! She argued with herself. It's not that important. She felt strong arms wrap around her waist, almost squeezing the wind out of her. He took her hand in his. "I'm sorry about that." He used his gift to heal it, knitting bones together with cool blue magic. Thayet twisted in his grip and looked into the intense eyes of her king. She asked the question she had been asking for a week now. "Why?" King Jonathan just kissed her on the lips and walked out the door.
Sorry this was so short, I just had the idea for a while and it was bugging me but I hadn't really had the story mapped out yet. Review, good people!