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Of Peace, Entry Thirteen



Entry Twelve, Dated 2nd October, The Third Age of Middel Earth

*Sits in a new study and has the sun shining in by a window*

At long last, we have moved house. It is a sweet little place, It is about the same size as the old house, so getting used to it will not be hard. There is still much to move, such as my weapons and armour, I shall do that today while Lendes is sleeping.

*Looks over his shoulder into the other room and smiles*

Lendes is in the last weeks of pregentancy...I have to give her all my time to help her around the house, hell, even just being with her. I love every moment I have with her, and always will, but I cannot help but think what she did when Risthir was with her....

*Mutters that he should not think about it to himself and dips his quill into the ink well with a little force of the thought, sighing annoylingly to himself*

I had the Comb Lumber Yard make me a crib to the desgin Lendes wanted. They did a breath taking job. We asked for a white crib with a tree of Gondor on the top with the family's names running down and around the baby. I loved it the moment I laid eyes on it...And hated it when I had to drag it home and take it into the house...

I bought some new sheets for the bed and cloth for the tables and chairs. Hopefully that will keep us warm and comfortable.

*Looks out of the window and back at a family picture*

I spoke with Lessel last night at the Pony. She does not remember me tell her and Lenwenn that we were moving house. She seemed only a bit upset, and offered to move out so me and Lendes could stay, but, the house is not big enough and I want both of them to grow up. Lessel is going to stay home, just to look after Lenwenn, but even that is a thankless task. Lenwenn does not seem to listen to anyone, not her mother or father, nor even her sister or Lithduel.

I wonder if we did anything wrong to make her...Well....Anything she might be feeling....I will have to ask her to come over to see the new house before we move to the Defenders base for the birth.

Entry ends, dated Twelve, Dated 2nd October, The Third Age of Middel Earth