Post by becca on Jun 21, 2004 5:14:16 GMT -5
*Becca stood in the doorway of the chambers Lord Galihad had told her to use....she pulled one of her brown cloaks over her shoulders...and quietly walked out of the door....pain written across her face....each step hurt...yet she refused to stay there a moment longer....she had not yet told her Lord....that she no longer bore His child....that a fall from Moon Mist had crushed her dreams...clicking the door shut...she moved down the stairs...and towards the servants quarters...she placed her satchel upon the bed chamber she slept in for so long....and sighed...reaching inside she pulled out an apron....a frown across her face...as Lord Sighe had told her nae to work...yet she felt useless....her eyes were drawn to the wee dress that she had so lovingly sewn...she slid down against the wall...burried her head with in her knee's....and began crying*