February 13, 784, Traoria, Bellingar
Svante hesitantly pushed the door open and entered the sitting room.
Idunn’s funeral had been some hours ago, but his mother had excused herself from the funeral meal without eating anything.
February 2, 784, Valhill, Meliora
“So…” Cecil started awkwardly. “How are you holding up?”
It seemed strange to him that Linnaea’s visit to Valhill had not been postponed when her father had died so suddenly. But if he had understood correctly, the duchess had concluded that her daughter shouldn’t be forced to stay home and mourn if she didn’t want to. Weiterlesen
January 18, 784, Linnesse, Meliora
As his steward had told him, Abelard found his wife in their bedroom, sobbing.
A messenger had come to the castle earlier in the day when he had still been holding audience, bringing news from Eriwynne. And from the look of it, it weren’t happy news. Weiterlesen
January 12, 784, Griared, Bellingar
“I … think I can manage from here.” Kallistrata’s sister mumbled when their mother drew back to inspect her handiwork. “You really don’t need to fuss over me like that.”
Kallistrata supposed they should count themselves lucky that Antheia had stopped given their mother the cold-shoulder-treatment, even if she still refused to have their stepsisters take part in the wedding preparations. Though nobody not in the know about the situation would have found anything unusual there. Weiterlesen
December 21, 783, Wolfholt, Themis
Steeling herself as much as she could, Charlotte made her way over to the alcove where Artan was resting.
He had always had problems with his back, he had told her once when one of their uncomfortable silences stretched a bit too long for his liking. And she could certainly understand when he spent most of his days sitting down.
December 4, 783, Griared, Bellingar
“Philly! Phillyphillyphilly!” Anund exclaimed after he had sat down on the couch rather noisily.
“What!?” Philomela growled in annoyance, having been awoken by her younger brother’s entrance.
The little brat just grinned. “Wanna go play in the snow?” Weiterlesen
November 26, 783, Lorhurst, Bellingar
“Honestly, how do you do that?” Cecilie’s sister-in-law laughed, not for the first time making her regret inviting her at all. “You always have one baby almost exactly two years after the previous one.” Weiterlesen
November 10, 783, Valnessa, Meliora
There was still some time until the wedding feast would be served. Adalmar was busy getting the twins to sleep after the excitement of the day, so she decided to spend that time alone in the sitting room of her new home. Weiterlesen
October 17, 783, Linnesse, Meliora
It was hard to imagine Arend as the kind of Nightmare to deliberately harm other people, Abelard decided. There just wasn’t anything that made him even the slightest bit frightening with his upturned nose, protruding ears and rounded face. Weiterlesen
October 12, 783, Linnesse, Meliora
“The k-…, um, I mean, the queen and prince consort of Themis, milord.” The steward introduced the two people entering the room, apparently a bit stumped on the switch of roles.
Arend would normally have snorted, but today he was trying to not grab the attention of anyone in this room – least of all the royal family of Themis. Weiterlesen