Wheeling Gull Isle teik

heda laughed. "yes. we'll go on a baby moon moon," she jested, kissing his cheek, his eartip. the thought that beyond winter came spring, with new children, touched her mind. and then on its heels came desire.
heda was someone dedicated to her god and to her prayers and to her children; she left room for little else. but caracal reminded her of these things; his goodness, his dedication, the feel of his strong arms around her; 
"i look forward to being alone with you," she decided to say, bold with her gilded glance even as cheeks chastely flamed!