Sigefrith has a new problem and Wynflaed a new pain
“Wyn,” Sigefrith said sorrowfully. “What are you doing in here in the dark?”
Wynflaed looked up and put on a smile for him. “I have the lamps.”
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Lili is awoken early
“You’re awake,” Egelric observed after his bleary eyes had consented to focus on the pale object moving about at the other end of the room.
“Oh no!” Lili laughed and turned to him. “I was trying to get dressed and sneak out before you ever woke. But I’m awake before you!” she said triumphantly, content with her small victory.
Alred announces the news
Egelric had, apparently, heard him calling out greetings to the guard and the steward, for he was already on his feet and crossing the hall to meet him when Alred came in.
Eirik has no news
“Someone’s at the door!” Dyrne squealed.
Eirik heard two pairs of little shoes come thumping across the flagstones of the hall, but he was surprised to find that it was not Dyrne and Daeglan, but Dyrne and his own son.
Colburga gives Wynna several ideas
“Wake up, sleepyhead!” Colburga cried as she sat herself on the floor before the couch where Wynna reclined.
“I wasn’t sleeping,” Wynna mumbled, though she suspected she had been. “What took you so long?”
Ethelmund gives Gunnilda an idea
Gunnilda laughed. Ethelmund had a knack for imitating his neighbors, and he had just been to market, where he had ample opportunity to observe them.
Lately he had been going to Nothelm market rather than up the hill to Bernwald, and so he was able to imitate the neighbors she knew. This exchange between the egg woman and the toothless cheese woman had been too funny, and true enough to life that she scarcely missed going to market herself any more.
Wynflaed gets up
Sigefrith was sleeping soundly, as evidenced by the way he breathed in through his nose and out through his lips. Wynflaed had not yet identified the mechanism responsible for this behavior; she could not emulate it if she tried. She had to assume that it was a talent granted to men alone.
She still found it strange to wake next to a sleeping man after all of the nights they had spent in the little cabin, each trying to keep the other awake when all either had wanted was to collapse onto the pillows and sleep side-by-side.
Iylaine wants to go up
It had not been difficult for Malcolm to find Iylaine and bring her back to land. Her pale body had glowed like moonlight in the dark water, and she had not sunk to the unseen bottom but only drifted near the surface, still far closer to the air than to the deep earth.
He had a more difficult time bringing her back to life.
Iylaine goes down
Malcolm was torn between regretting ever having awoken and thinking that this was the best idea either of them had had in many months.
Iylaine had insisted they come to “their” hidden lake in Selwood, where Malcolm had always liked to swim and Iylaine had always liked to sit watching. It was a long walk, but on the other hand it was far enough from any farms that even shrieks of laughter would not carry to other ears.
Malcolm is led away
Malcolm was neither surprised nor alarmed when he felt a warm body come clambering onto his bed, and he even had the presence of mind not to cry out when a bony little elbow was driven into his ribs. He had been expecting something like this—or not expecting, but hoping rather.
He had been hopeful enough that he had succeeded in chatting with Dunstan and Eadwyn until late: long after Iylaine had gone to bed, and late enough that he would get an invitation to spend the night at Nothelm. Now it seemed that he had been right to hope.
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