Sweetp4u
Mischief Maker
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Lady Katrina
Keina handed the babe to Moma, and she in turned handed the babe to me. No other choice, I took the babe in my arms and cradled him closely to me. My eyes wide and my ears listening, I did not understand all this panic over a man?
I knew he was cruel and he was mean, but he was just a man wasn't he? They were feeding my fear of this man with their reactions and thinking aloud. Was this man more than I thought he was? That was a stupid question, but why did he want me? I had nothing special about me, other than a Lady? I was confused and slightly scared. No, terrified is a better word.
I moved to the back of the tent, sitting down with the babe. He cried softly in his sleep, suckling his bottom lip. He was so tiny, so precious, I smiled and bundled him tighter. I glanced around and found a nursing bag. I felt the weight of the bag and knew there was milk within for the little man. Holding the tip to his mouth, I watched him suckle.
Glancing around, I took in all faces. Keina was upset, I could see it in her features. The man, Devina, was upset, but with anger and hatred. My eyes searched around, trying to find a safe place for the babe, but where? I wouldn't let the man who came for me harm this child..
I felt like a coward, sitting here holding a baby, instead of fighting. Shaking my head, I noticed the babe slept soundly in my arms. I laid him down in his cradle and covered him carefully. Smiling, I made sure he was tucked in tightly. The group had moved outside the tent, still talking and doing things to stop this Lord from coming for me.
I walked outside, feeling that motion tugging in my mind, telling me it was alright. Shivering slightly I glanced around and did not see anyone anywhere. Watching all shadows I moved towards the center fire, warming my hands might help me relax a little.
My eyes never sat still as they moved constantly from brush to tree, making sure nothing was there waiting. I heard the 'words' again in my mind, calling me. They did not sound mean nor harsh, but pleading an soft. Who's calling me? I thought to myself as I turned in circles glancing around.
I took a step towards the outside of the camp. Listening, he was beconing me, I could hear it and feel it. I took another step towards the outside of the camp, and then one more. Teetering very close to stepping outside the protective circle.
"Who are you?" I whispered, my eyes closed a moment, building inner strength. Something wasn't right here, and very very wrong.
"NO! Leave me Be!!!" I shouted out into the night, turning I ran back into the tent and sat in the center, praying to the gods to grant me peace and make this man or creature leave me be. The babe cried again, and I moved over to check on him.
Keina handed the babe to Moma, and she in turned handed the babe to me. No other choice, I took the babe in my arms and cradled him closely to me. My eyes wide and my ears listening, I did not understand all this panic over a man?
I knew he was cruel and he was mean, but he was just a man wasn't he? They were feeding my fear of this man with their reactions and thinking aloud. Was this man more than I thought he was? That was a stupid question, but why did he want me? I had nothing special about me, other than a Lady? I was confused and slightly scared. No, terrified is a better word.
I moved to the back of the tent, sitting down with the babe. He cried softly in his sleep, suckling his bottom lip. He was so tiny, so precious, I smiled and bundled him tighter. I glanced around and found a nursing bag. I felt the weight of the bag and knew there was milk within for the little man. Holding the tip to his mouth, I watched him suckle.
Glancing around, I took in all faces. Keina was upset, I could see it in her features. The man, Devina, was upset, but with anger and hatred. My eyes searched around, trying to find a safe place for the babe, but where? I wouldn't let the man who came for me harm this child..
I felt like a coward, sitting here holding a baby, instead of fighting. Shaking my head, I noticed the babe slept soundly in my arms. I laid him down in his cradle and covered him carefully. Smiling, I made sure he was tucked in tightly. The group had moved outside the tent, still talking and doing things to stop this Lord from coming for me.
I walked outside, feeling that motion tugging in my mind, telling me it was alright. Shivering slightly I glanced around and did not see anyone anywhere. Watching all shadows I moved towards the center fire, warming my hands might help me relax a little.
My eyes never sat still as they moved constantly from brush to tree, making sure nothing was there waiting. I heard the 'words' again in my mind, calling me. They did not sound mean nor harsh, but pleading an soft. Who's calling me? I thought to myself as I turned in circles glancing around.
I took a step towards the outside of the camp. Listening, he was beconing me, I could hear it and feel it. I took another step towards the outside of the camp, and then one more. Teetering very close to stepping outside the protective circle.
"Who are you?" I whispered, my eyes closed a moment, building inner strength. Something wasn't right here, and very very wrong.
"NO! Leave me Be!!!" I shouted out into the night, turning I ran back into the tent and sat in the center, praying to the gods to grant me peace and make this man or creature leave me be. The babe cried again, and I moved over to check on him.