Time Heals All Wounds

[Agron]

Tag: Laeta

blood and battle

ARE ALL I HAVE EVER KNOWN

There were some days where it felt fucking impossibility to remove himself from bed. Sleep had come with great difficulty after the passing of Duro, and it had only been made easy when being with Nasir. Now, absent his love, things felt colder than ever. Particularly at night, where he was forced to endure the darkness. Where he turned to his side, still somehow hoping to see the man he loved lying next to him. Images appearing in his dreams that had him dreading waking moments. It had been several months since the death, but Agron knew that a part of him had died on that battlefield along with Nasir.

As he lay in the bed, staring at the roof of the house . . . the opening door pulled him out of such thoughts and had him quickly sit up and turn to the side, his feet on the floor now positioned upright. Laeta and Sibyl had gone to market together and it would appear they had returned. Or at least one of them as he heard only one set of footsteps. Taking a deep breath, he attempted to brace himself to a stand, though instead, just remained seated on his bed, trying to find the strength to move and endure another day. Laeta had made it so much easier; knowing he would be utterly lost without her. They had each other and she was the only thing that kept him from wallowing in this pit of despair. She was the reason he brought himself to movements every day.

[Deleted]

❀Laeta ❀

Laeta was worried about Agron. He was slowly getting better, but she knew he would forever feel the loss of his lover. When you loved someone that deeply, you did not get over it with ease. She had loved two men, and lost them both in a short time from each other. One at the hands of the other, and one at the hands of Rome. Yet it was not the same.

Laeta never knocked, as she feared if she did that he would not answer and then she could not enter. Finding him sitting up on the bed, she smiled at him. Laeta was very pregnant, and her hand rested on her belly, while the other held a small cloth wrapped bundle. "Please hold anger," she began, excited to show him her purchase, but knowing he might claim it was a waste of coin. She would then explain that it had a purpose! "I spent more coin then expected at the market." She walked over and used her free hand to use his shoulder to allow her to sit on the bed beside him. Standing up or sitting down was becoming difficult for her, thanks to the growing weight of the baby. Spartacus was a big man and she feared any child of his would be big a well. She looked over into his face and became momentary distracted, "did you sleep?" Not did you sleep well, but at all.

◣vervain adoxography◢For Agron

[Agron]

Tag: Laeta

blood and battle

ARE ALL I HAVE EVER KNOWN

Agron glanced at Laeta as she moved closer to him, helping her to sit alongside him on the bed. He eyes the bundle she held in her hand, curious as to what she spent it on especially give her first words of pleading him with to withhold his anger. "I make no fucking promise," he told her in return, though there was a slight tease in his voice. A familiar tone he used with her.

The assumption was that it was something for the baby and if that were the case, then Agron certainly would have no complaint. With her question however, he turned away from her and look down at the ground instead, slightly clenching his jaw. He did not often find cause to lie to her, but he also did not need her concerned for him when the growing baby inside of her was enough cause for it. "Well enough," he answered simply. Not entirely a lie but not the complete truth either. Taking a slow breath he turned back to look at her. "Rip stitches from fucking wound and make reveal," he urged, though there was no demand in his voice.

[Deleted]

❀Laeta ❀

He teased her saying he would make no promise and she felt glad to hear he was making an effort! Small steps would lead to the journey's end, easier then large steps. She took ever sign as one for hope. Secretly, she also hoped the baby was a boy and that the birth of a child that belonged to a brother would help him make more steps toward healing. Even if he never let go of his past, she just wanted to see him be able to laugh again. To live easier. She would voice her expectations however, as she did not want to place expectations at his feet that he might not be able to meet.

She opened the bundle and placed a small kitten in his hands, that was the color of ash from the fireplace. So grey that it was almost blue, with pale green eyes. It would grow up to be able to keep rats from the barn, but for now they would have to help it along. She smiled up at him and waited for his reaction. "I could not turn from sight of such a creature, once my eyes found it!" It was so soft and so cute and . . . and well practical! They could use it for needs! As long as the needs were not eating it! Speaking of eating, she had to also ask, "Have you eaten this day?"

◣vervain adoxography◢For Agron

[Agron]

Tag: Laeta

blood and battle

ARE ALL I HAVE EVER KNOWN

Agron watched as she revealed what she hid in the cloth, setting it in his hand. His gaze followed the tiny kitten . . . the small creature that barley filled his palm. Exploring it's new surroundings and rubbing its wet little nose against Agron's thumb. It was impossible not to gaze upon it with expression of affection. He moved his other hand toward it, starting to gently stroke its head as the kitten began to purr.

A flicker of a smile twitched upon Agron's lips, finding a strong comfort in the feline companion. Her questioned prompted him to turn to look at her, though attention still remaining on the cat. "Gift and inquiry are not related I would hope?" He said a bit jokingly, as much of a jest as tone could offer in his current state. Referring to the feline and a meal to follow. It was also his way of avoiding answer. He looked back down at the cat. "Gratitude," he stated sincerely. "For new companion." One that would need a name if they did not already have one. "Has it come with name?" He asked.

[Deleted]

❀Laeta ❀

Laeta watched his face as he looked at the kitten, and let out a bright smile when he accepted it, even lifted his other hand to pet the small bundle of fur! Her eyes looked over the way he bent his fingers and moved them less then she could, but she hoped it was getting to be more then before. Even if he would never grip a sword again, she wanted him to not have to be aware of it so often. She wanted him to be able to find some peace in life.

Rubbing her belly, she pretended to gasp when he spoke, and reached out to pull his hand toward her, as if she was protecting the kitten. Though she didn't take the cat from him. Once she had gotten a reaction (any reaction) from him she smiled again. Letting his hand go, she lifted her hand to touch his cheek. "I would bring more if it would lift spirits." She promised, moving to kiss his cheek, before sitting back to rest her hand on her belly. "Share your thoughts, and see burden of bearing them alone lifted." She knew he missed his hands, his lover, his brothers, his way of being a warrior. She wanted to help him. "And do not think that I missed your lack of answer to my question."

◣vervain adoxography◢For Agron