21 Ashan 720
After an early shift at the Order and quick visit to market, Yeva was climbing the budding hills with an armful of groceries and a satchel swinging from her shoulder, stopping halfway to catch her breath, not having expected the trip to be so arduous, "I have to get a horse... eventually," With the increasing lactic acid, her sore calves protested for a longer break that she refused to allow.
Yeva didn't want to be late.
She picked up her pace, wheezing until she reached the top of the incline and looking down the way she came with triumph in her white smile. The view was lovely and there was something to be said in all the effort, "So this is Faldrass Lane," The Hallow Sea was stunning, a icy blue that stretched past Scalvoris Town and she got a bit lost in admiring the scenery, clutching eggs and milk and sugar. It wasn't until her arms began to tire that she realized she better get the rest of the ingredients to the house.
Eventually she made it.
'It's so cute,' she noticed, closing in on the small gated garden. It was mostly barren given the frost of Ashan, but she could imagine it sunny with a small patch of veggies or herbs and the house itself had a homely, familiarity to it. Made of timber, stone and clay, she touched the fence and smiled in admiration. It suited him, "Darius?" she called, a little cautious as she approached the house. He had received her letter and should be expecting her, but she felt a sudden shyness at the door. Unable to give a proper knock given her housewarming gifts, she nudged her tip of her boot against the frame three times in a makeshift knock, "It's Yeva! I've brought food, like I promised." Breathless, she tried to adjust her hold on the bags, catching them before they could leap from her arms and onto the porch. Wouldn't that have just been awful?
Yeva didn't want to be late.
She picked up her pace, wheezing until she reached the top of the incline and looking down the way she came with triumph in her white smile. The view was lovely and there was something to be said in all the effort, "So this is Faldrass Lane," The Hallow Sea was stunning, a icy blue that stretched past Scalvoris Town and she got a bit lost in admiring the scenery, clutching eggs and milk and sugar. It wasn't until her arms began to tire that she realized she better get the rest of the ingredients to the house.
Eventually she made it.
'It's so cute,' she noticed, closing in on the small gated garden. It was mostly barren given the frost of Ashan, but she could imagine it sunny with a small patch of veggies or herbs and the house itself had a homely, familiarity to it. Made of timber, stone and clay, she touched the fence and smiled in admiration. It suited him, "Darius?" she called, a little cautious as she approached the house. He had received her letter and should be expecting her, but she felt a sudden shyness at the door. Unable to give a proper knock given her housewarming gifts, she nudged her tip of her boot against the frame three times in a makeshift knock, "It's Yeva! I've brought food, like I promised." Breathless, she tried to adjust her hold on the bags, catching them before they could leap from her arms and onto the porch. Wouldn't that have just been awful?