Stavanger Bay The Pointy End

Ajei was hyper aware of Arrluk on this trip. It was not a bad thing, but there was an undercurrent of nervous anticipation. Of longing glances and gentle touches. She had always been aware of him, but now it was more. He was her husband. She belonged to him in more ways than she could say she belonged to anyone and he to her. And nature had decided it was time to play with fate. And her body also kicked up it's own yearning for the man who had always been her dearest. 

She settled against his side. Letting her mind wander briefly. She knew what was coming, had noticed the signs. They would need to have a conversation soon about whether or not they wanted children so soon into their marriage. After all there were things that could be done. Granted her education was not a thorough one. She had half whispers by teenage girls on what it could be to scientific talks during women circles.

She leaned up to preen at his shoulders and neck thinking carefully. Arrluk what do you think of children? So soon?