~ I ~ Feather in the Wind ~ I ~
~ Jasper ~
~ Historical (fan) fiction ~
~ Chapter 8 ~
1845. After a forced agreement with Whites, 15 year old Piper is betrothed to Jason Grace, son of the one who has caused much harm to her people. Yet she doesn't know that and it doesn't help the vast rumors of forced marriages with the lightly-colored she had heard of. But yet she never thought that she would fall for him, despite the knowledge that he might leave.
~ Feather in the Wind ~
~ Jason ~
After the talk with Thalia, Jason had told her that Piper needed rest and that they would be going to bed. When Thalia stopped observing them with a mischievous grin, she said good night. Jason and Piper walked back to their room. They entered and he shut the door.
Once Piper sat on the bed, Jason told her, "I'm sorry."
He hadn't realized he felt guilty that he got her pregnant. Then he smacked himself mentally.
Of course you should feel guilty! You did… well… that… with her help, but you did… that… Jason snarled mentally.
Piper frowned. "Why?"
"Well, first of all thank you for this amazing gift that is our child but it kind of messes up our plan of courting each other in marriage. We were going to get to know each other first before conceiving a child. Remember?" Jason said, turning red as rose.
Piper chuckled lightly. "Well we should have thought of that before our wedding night. We thought it too late."
"Right…" Jason blushed with a nervous smirk.
Then Piper blushed. He had to take the time of day to take in her beauty. What ever expression she made she looked… beautiful. Even when she freaked out earlier. He couldn't have been happier with any other decision his father made for him. This was just an uncomfortable conversation but she made it seem easy. Maybe her ignorance to the subject made it easy…
They extinguished the candles and crawled in bed. She laid on her side, her back touching his chest. Jason put his warm palm on her belly. He had managed to pull her night gown up so he could access her bare belly. Close contact with their child.
He heard Piper's head nuzzle against her pillow.
He still couldn't get over the fact that they were going to have a child. It saddened him to think that maybe she had thought of it but living in her tribe married to someone she loves. There where a child was conceived in only pure love.
Not a legal agreement.
"Pipes, what is your name?" Jason asked.
She chuckled. "You just said it."
"No your real name. The one chosen from your personality; by someone in your tribe." Jason reinforced.
"Oh, it's Feather in the Wind."
"Feather in the Wind." Jason echoed. "It's beautiful. Who named you that?"
Piper semi-chuckled, "My father told me that my mother didn't let anyone else name me. She had wanted to be named that all her life for some reason. My name has nothing to do with me unless you count that I always follow the wind's path. Aside from that, nothing. My sister was named Light of the Moon because she was born on the brightest night ever."
"You have a sister?" Jason said then regretted it. Of course she did. Many natives are not only-ones.
"Yes but she was married to one of your own. I don't know where she is. I was too young when she was married." Piper confessed.
"I'm sorry, Feather in the Wind." Jason said, subconsciously using her real name.
Then Piper fell quiet. It was then he realized she was crying silently.
Jason thought, This is why I have to do something. To help these spiritually earth-bound people have a voice.
He hugged her tight. He didn't say a word for he knew it would not help. This is a deep pain and he shouldn't try to fill it with false pretenses. He planted a kiss on her cheek and he wrapped his arms tighter around her.
They soon found sleep.
Another short chapter. Next chapter is better; shows more Piper/Jason/soon-to-be-parents action…
~BeautiWind –heart-
PS - Thank you to Reader (Guest) for correcting me on the summary. Thing is I still get confused by the two. Now it's changed to 'whites' than "Europeans, because yes, they were by then Americans. :)