Blackwater Islands [m] A little shy and sad of eye

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He was more endearing now that she seemed to have reached a much more intimate side of him than she’d ever thought him to be. She had regarded him first, when she had met him, as a stranger worthy of a chance only because of his ties to the pack’s history, and because of his dedication to waiting for his daughters to return. He had not made grand gestures to make himself known or noticed- but quietly, he had drawn her eye.

She had walked on sandy beaches for all of her life; and she had raced along the sandy beach with him before, both in courtship and en route for their time alone. All of a sudden though, she felt emotionally as if the sand beneath her feet- so familiar and warm- had been transformed into quicksand, and she felt herself falling deeply and quickly into something very new and exciting.

Her heart fluttered at the thought of having Svalinn around, able to help her through her pregnancy as a provider and caregiver. No other man had filled such a place- save for her brother, Valravn, who had month after month proved himself every bit worthy of his promotion.


She told herself not to put too much faith in the gilded man, though. It was in the nature of men to want to travel, and be unfaithful, to have a wandering eye…Sapphique had been without any husbands for so long now, she wasn’t sure it was likely to change unless with the next generation.


So she would cautiously guard her heart- but while she knew she had him, she would take advantage of every moment, give and ask as well as she could, and revel in the delight of being desired.