Qeya River her mother doesn't approve

Something had changed.

The nausea had not subsided in the mornings. There was also an additional fatigue upon her. However she often did her best to not show this. Instead she...busied herself.

Helped with the tasks that Lane might assign her, still enamored with her husband as usual she dotted upon him in private and searched the areas nearby when it seemed appropriate. They had wanted a slice of the north, no? Perhaps she might be the one to discover their future haven.

It was @Kigipigak that lingered in her mind those precious moments along the river, despite the fatigue in her bones and the thoughts of a home. Chunks of ice built up, if they did not float downstream. It was a wonderful sight despite the rather (literal) cold nature of it.

How funny, she thought, that she had become one with the north under her husband's love and care.