Bemia’s thoughts as Night draws near - 1

I was speaking with Luwyn this morning, she was busying around in her usual bossy manner. She spoke about her husband Belegaran leaving his boots inside the house instead of outside by the front door…she complained about the smell. She told me how lucky I was not to have to put up with a messy inconsiderate husband who expects her to act like a servant by expecting her to move the boots to the garden. I just gave a smile in disbelief as I know Belegaran treats her like a Queen. For I too was once treated like a Queen by my husband who was my King before we were cruelly separated by the river of Life and Death…and Luwyn knows this but chooses to forget when it pleases her. I love little Elf-Head dearly and I know she means no malice…Lu is being Lu. I would give anything to be near my husband Sebwulf again …I have his shirt hidden and when I can take no more of worldly woes I smell the scent of his shirt and imagine he is there with me still.