I want to start off with saying that this is my last preview before I post the first chapter of my story. I might change the names of Aeliana's parents eventually but for now I think this scene of the story turned out really well. As you might notice from this preview and the ones I posted before, is that the story is told from different characters, they are all far too interesting and important for the story to neglect. With that the only thing that last me to say right now, is that I hope you all enjoy the preview as much as I have while writing it!
Ida was about to help Aeliana, when a flash of movements on the lawn outside distracted her.
She turned to look and saw a young man in front of their house – pacing? What on earth..
Whatever the young man was doing, he was not menacing, but Ida was not quite sure why he was here..
The answer came almost immediately. Aeliana.
Her Aeliana, who looked so much like a young Emilia it gave her heart a little pang to see her sometimes, her little girl with Arthur's brown eyes, and her daughters frolic, small smile.
It was painful at times when she thought about her daughters dying. She had been so young, so pretty, so full of life and love and laughter that the very idea that she could die had seemed ludicrous, still did at times, even now, years afterwards. It was, she supposed, what had made her pain and her grief so much greater, that in spite of the years, their dead had stayed an unresolved tragedy. She'd never really thought, never ever imagined, that her daughter would die. And when she had…
It had seemed as if they'd taken all the light in the world with them, as if the very sun shone less brightly after they'd gone. And she had wanted to retreat, helplessly, instinctively, like a wounded animal. But in that moment where her blind grief and sudden helplessness had almost engulfed her, her sweet little Aelie had stood there. Her grandchild that was bereft from her parents and that looked at her for direction. She wondered if Aeliana had any idea how grateful she was to her. Her granddaughter was the one who'd prevented her and her husband from being lost, and she'd realized more and more in these past years just how much she'd saved them and taken care of them. She just hoped that in the process Aeliana hadn't lost track of her own life.
Her eyes wandered back to where the handsome boy paced in front of their house and a small smile appeared on her face as she called for her granddaughter.