Stone Circle Love, mom

Fig was pensive at Tauris’s words. Could he really have run? She had given him permission long ago, but he had never given it to himself. He wondered at that, and the conclusion came swiftly.

He never could’ve run.

He loved her.

The revelation slipped to his lips, but held there when he realized she was already asleep. Fig smiled softly at this and kissed her crown gently. Her rest was more important than his confessions. Besides, as far as he was concerned, they had a lifetime together now to get to such things.

For now, she would sleep, and he would watch over their little family.