| Of dreams and a ring
It was early in the morning when Estel woke up besides JT. He was still sleeping, laying on his side, one arm around her. She couldn’t help but smile while studying face. This was the face of the first person she saw after escaping from the orcs, the face of the man she had come to cherish more then the other faces she had met. Being parted from him had been not as difficult as she had imagined it to be. Vivid dreams at night of his sleeping form, just like how he was sleeping now, had reassured her somehow that he had been well and would return to her. Once she had reached out to him in her dream when he had an awefully sad and lonely look in his eyes. The dream him had reached out to her as well and when their fingers had touched it felt so real that even now she still wondered if it really had been a dream. It must have been. He hadn’t mentioned anything so peculiar when he spoke to her about his time away.
With gentle movements she let herself glide out of their bed without waking him and went downstairs to write a letter to Jt’s mother to thank her for the ring she had gifted her. She had not taken it off since JT had presented it to her. She didn’t want to take it off ever, she had decided. His mother must be a really kind lady to give her son such a beautifull token to give to her. Estel had actually felt somewhat sad when he mentioned his parents were old people now. She didn’t hope to find her own parents as after having had a memory about her father she was certain that her own parents were not alive anymore, but feeling so close to JT she felt a love for his parents as well even tho she had never met them. Writing down her name underneath her words of appreciation, she could sense movement above her in the master bedroom of their home. Jt was waking up ! Bubbling with happiness she rushed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast just like their elven friend had taught her… |