Witchcraft does not pay side story: The Apprentice (CLOSED)

[LandiKirk]

It was some time before Heinrich was willing to let Heather go back to tending the home, baking, and cleaning. However he did let her mend his socks and repair a few buttons to his special shirt for presentation to the courts

Finally the day came when Heinrich relented and allowed her to move about and light housework.

"I am so happy to have you back", he sighed.

Heather agreed with this completely. "Have you been eating well, Heinrich? Getting enough sleep? Pray you haven't spent all your time downstairs ."

The worry showed in her face that he hadn't taken care of himself while she was.abed healing.

Now she was healthy and anxious for many reasons but one was to see the marketplace of his village. She had heard the barkers calling out their wares and she hoped she could convince Heinrich into taking a day from his work to spend time among the people.

Maybe they would see him as a man rather then his profession.

 

[Knightmare27]

She had this idea that he should go out there and take a walk. Not that he had never been out before... but only when he had to. Going for a walk purely for fun was her idea. She was even ready to be seen with him, even though that was sure to make her known in public as "the executioner's wife". And that meant she would be marked forever.

Then, one morning, he had decided he was ready. He would take an entire day for her, walking around outside, enjoying the sights - and making her known as the woman at his side. He did not even have to formally marry her. If she was seen walking with him, everyone knew who she was. Everyone would shun and fear her, and that was something he had warned her about several times. She had still insisted.

Wearing his best clothing, he entered her chamber and kissed her awake. "Well, we will do as you wish today. We will have a look around town."

"Thank you for doing this for me.", he added, "I...I love you". This was not what he had planned. It had just slipped out of his mouth. He meant it. He had meant to say that for such a long time. He had always stopped himself. And now, for one moment, his mind had slipped, and there it was. He looked into her eyes with an awkward smile.

 

[LandiKirk]

Heather had decided she wanted to see his city. It seemed much bigger than her hometown. Not only that she was getting stir crazy with four walls.

Heather knew it would time to start harvesting the garden and helping the other families harvest their fields. The days of canning and prepping seeds for Spring. Baking and curing meat to be distributed in the winter time for Saint Michaelmas.

It was one day that Heinrich surprised her . "Well, we will do as you wish today. We will have a look around town."

Heather was so happy she flung her arms around his neck and gave him a passionate kiss of happiness. It was a quick kiss and it took him by surprise. As quick as she gave her kiss Heather heard him.

"Thank you for doing this for me.", he added, "I...I love you".

Heather felt overjoyed when Heinrich admitted his love for her. Heather finally admitted " I think I have loved you since you first gave me a room of my own. Then deeper still when you complemented my cooking. Then all your tender care for my wound and sitting with me thru the fight of illness in the wound.."

When Heather came down from cloud nine. Hearher shooed him from the room so she may dress properly for their venture. She wanted to look her very best for Heinrich.

Heather donned her blue dress that hung past her knees. The collar was graced with a floral design that Heather did herself.

She also picked up some needlepoint work she had done during the bed rest and several lace doilies. Heather hoped she could use them to barter for other goods.

 

[Knightmare27]

She threw herself at him with a girlish glee that made him grin. Good thing she was so light - he could easily catch her and hold her up, his arms supporting her backside like a seat as she hung onto his lips. Then he set her down, still beaming at her and looking her in the eyes.

With the same girlish mindlessness, she had ordered him out of her room as if she was commanding one of her brothers. Even this only made him happier. He now had an idea of what she had been like back home. A spirited young woman, and a pretty one, too. A good housewife, but she would always be at her man's side, never under him. In other words, impossible to marry off, at least here. But he loved her exactly because of that.

She had added her own touches to the dress he had taken off that witch, made it her own by some deft embroidery of her own. If the woman wearing it had not outshone it like a sun did a candle, he would have called it wonderful. As it was, it only served as a slight accent on her beauty.

He opened the door and they stepped out, ready to have a look around town. They were not even fully outside the door before a few people stopped and tried hard not to look as if they were staring. The sight of the executioner, smiling, accompanied by a woman in a clean dress, wearing no chains, was not what anyone had expected.

As an outcast, his house was built just outside the city wall, so they walked through the gate and along the main street. He knew it very well, but it was the first time he walked this street for enjoyment, and not on business or to buy something.

 

[LandiKirk]

Heather was bundle of excitement the moment they stepped out the door. She looked towards the city's gate and marveled his big it was.

It didnt make her feel small but more so safe from intruders. "Heinrich, why is your home outside of the city?"

It seemed rather odd that his home was vulnerable but walking towards the city gate she came to ponder if it was to keep the Witchery away from the innocent ones inside the city.

As they crossed the gate Heather noticed the gate keeper so in fashion of a good Christian she spoke to him. "Good Morn, friend."

The poor man nearly fell from his post. He thought his eyes were deceiving him. The girl had no chains and was decently dressed. And miracles of eyesight the gate keeper swore that the executioner was sporting a SMILE?!?!

Heather marveled at the designs of the buildings. The intricate features and woodwork must have taken years to do. Heather would ask to the buildings with small spires. "What is done there? What purpose has that red stoned building? Where are the houses? Which one is the Church?"

When they reached the marketplace, Heather's eyes widened. It was enormous in her opinion with seven rows of carts or tables with people selling a variety of foods, wooden jewelery, beads, fabrics, baubles, toys of wood, animals, armor, foreign spices, threads to use for needlework, needles, medicines, flowers, and tools.

Heather couldn't help but stop at each table to see what they were selling. The one that caught her eye was a table with flutes, tambourines, bagpipes, and lutes. Heather pointed to the bagpipes and told Heinrich. "Me grandad had a set of pipes. Early in the morn on Sundays he would go to the hilltop and play for hours welcoming the sun to shine upon the crops. Alas me da and his brothers buried the pipes with him. But the ring of the notes made the heart lift and love the Lord for such a blessing. "

Heather noticed the variety of colors at the table that sold laces. Heather spent a good twenty minutes talking to the seller on the method they used to dye the colors.. She showed him her doilies and he was willing to trade four spindles for each doily she had to sell. That was until Heinrich stepped up behind her. He changed his tone and asked her to move along.

Heather walked away with Heinrich a bit saddened until she saw a pen of piglets. "Ohhhh what sweet little porkers."

 

[Knightmare27]

"Why is my home outside? Well, I told you that they need me in their city only when there is justice to be done. No respectable citizen wants anything to do with me. Not during daytime, anyway. At night, they sometimes come, hidden under cloaks, and buy the body parts of executed people and such things. They are believed to have magical powers. And sometimes..." - he blushed, another rare sight from him - "there is a girl under that cloak. It always amazes me how many find it exciting to be with the most feared man in town. And I do not turn them down. Why should I? Many of them do not even look that bad. And they enjoy it, mostly."

Yes. That was another thing that would change now. It did not feel right to grant these kinds of...audiences now that Heather was with him. His heart belonged to her, the woman who loved him. Not to foolish maidens who were seeing him only for the thrill.

One day, he would also have to tell her that Lianne, the witch everyone believed to be dead, had actually been sentenced to lifelong servitude in his dungeon. She was till down there, a degraded being... but, in a twisted way, he loved her, too. Admired her, at least. Enjoyed being with her. He was not quite sure.He hated having to give her up, but he knew he neither could nor wanted to keep this secret from her forever.

She was gleefully skipping through the entire marketplace, seemingly eager to buy half the city in exchange for her needlework. It was fine needlework, very pretty, but she seemed to be overestimating its value a little bit...

And then she saw the piglets. Her eyes lit up, and she could not stop watching them. He found it strange to be that in love with food, but he was used to her being strange by now.

"I am very sorry about what happened at that stall. Our kind does not buy doilies, normally."

Yes, their kind. In the eyes of the townspeople, she was the executioner's now. They were not quite sure if she was the executioner's wife or the executioner's mistress. But she was the executioner's, that much was for sure.

 

[LandiKirk]

"I am very sorry about what happened at that stall. Our kind does not buy doilies, normally."

Heather merely nodded and replies "their loss"

The piglets reminded Heather of her younger brothers. Cute but messy. She even tickled a pair of red ones under the chin. They loved that and tried to get closer to her. The man selling them gave her an outlandish price of ten gold a piece. Heather turned and asked. "What grains do you feed your sows?"

The farmer gave her an odd look. Most people never ask about the mother of the piglets he would bring to market. She must be a farmer's child he guessed. He did speak with her for a little while. What was even better was she had talked about the quality of the meat. Two new patrons bought his last five just on her remarks of the fat of the legs and rump would stew over an open fire for half a day and be done enough for curing in a smokehouse.

They wandered on thru the market and Heather noticed some iron working. She pointed out a dagger and whispered in Heinrich's ear. "This dagger has symbols on it just like the one Molly intended to use. Why would he sell it in open market?"

It was not unusual to find things like a ceremonial dagger but one exactly like the one that gave her that wound. It gave Heather the feeling a rabbit run over her grave.

Hesther moved back from the stall with a wave of apprehension. Heather quickly looked around the paths and shivered. Something was not right and she felt it in her gut.

Heather wouldn't attempt to cause a scene with so many people around especially small children. Heather took Heinrich's arm and walked closer to him. She kept a watchful eye out for the devilment of a leprechaun which was common in ireland but not here.

As they walked further from that stall Heather began to feel at ease and enjoyed their journey into the city. When they came to a small pond Heather sat down on the green grass and admired the serene view . She smiled and touched Heinrich's cheek gently and told him."Thank you for such a wonderful day. I have enjoyed spending all this time with you."

 

[Knightmare27]

That was indeed an interesting development. He would have some questions for the smith later. Why was he selling a dagger decorated with the symbols of witchcraft? Not wanting to draw attention to her, he said nothing, though. Just nodde and moved on.

At the pond, she, with her usual lack of shyness, touched his cheek and thanked him for a wonderful day. Indeed it had been wonderful. Being an outcast was so much easier with a wonderful, lively, pretty girl at his side. It was really too bad she would be shunned now, too. It was not the first time she would be refused something. And the next time, it was unlikely to be a doily. The thought warped his joyful smile a little bit.

"I enjoyed it, too... it is too bad we have to part one day. You have a family waiting for you, and I can not separate you from them forever. There is one part of me that really wants to. But I am not cruel enough to do that." He gave an ironic little chuckle. His usual acquaintances usually had a hard time believing there was anything he was not cruel enough to do. If they survived the encounter with him.

He meant it, though. What right did his heart have to satisfy its yearning for this maiden by keeping her from home? No, she had to return and be with her people again. People he was already envying, even with the woman he would envy them for sitting next to him, caressing his cheek. He would be heartbroken to let her go, but it had to be done. For once, he had to be cruel to himself instead of others. Payback, in a way.

He continued babbling, sounding more like a confused apprentice boy than a personification of death. "I want to say so many stupid things right now...I want to steal you away from them. I want to keep you with me forever. I am out of my mind in love with you."

Yes. Out of his mind. Nothing was the same anymore since he had met her, and he even caught himself wishing for her return to somehow be made impossible. He did not care how.

 

[LandiKirk]

"I enjoyed it, too... it is too bad we have to part one day. You have a family waiting for you, and I can not separate you from them forever. There is one part of me that really wants to. But I am not cruel enough to do that."

Heather sighed as Heinrich mentioned her family. Though she did miss them she couldn't think of leaving the one man that made her feel like a person not one of the O'Shea children. "Heinrich, would you send me away if I dinna want to go?"

Heinrich said he loved her but talked about her returning to Ireland. Does he regret falling in love? Heather couldn't believe he would be that distant to her. With all the moments he saved her life not once but twice.

"I want to say so many stupid things right now...I want to steal you away from them. I want to keep you with me forever. I am out of my mind in love with you."

Heather looked at Heinrich with tears in her eyes. "Nay these thoughts are not stupid. It is your heart speaking on your behalf."

Heather leaned closer and gently kisses his cheek. " Just like mine would pine forever should I lose this joy you have given me."

 

[Knightmare27]

He caught himself nearly crying. Of course he would not send her back home if she did not want to. She had driven him crazy enough that he was of half a mind to not send her back even if she did. He could not believe she was willing to sacrifice ever seeing her home again for him. It made him nearly collapse with joy and gratitude.

He had enough sense to look around if anyone was watching. Then, he looked into her eyes, tears shimmering in his. "Thank you", he whispered and leaned in for a long, passionate kiss on the lips. She was sealing her fate, had decided to abandon all she had ever known for an outcast who could offer her nothing but the half-life of a dishonored woman. He would do everything in his power to make sure she would not regret this.

"Heather... you have made me the happiest I ever was. I will be by your side...love you...not let anything take you away from me. Not witches, not sickness. Nothing. I promise."

He took her right hand and sat there, staring into the pond with an ecstatic smile. Even just touching this tiny bit of her made him nearly freeze with joy. Nothing more needed to be said.

After a long time which had felt like an instant, he said: "Well, it is time to return home...my love."

 

[LandiKirk]

Thank you",

The passionate kiss sealed their fate. Heather would never leave him after this admission of love. The only way that would happen is by death and that would be a.long time away.

"Heather... you have made me the happiest I ever was. I will be by your side...love you...not let anything take you away from me. Not witches, not sickness. Nothing. I promise."

Heather has tears in her eyes as well. She leaned in and hugged tightly. "I love you, Heinrich. With all my heart fore'er."

Holding hands and enjoying being together as the day leads to dusk

"Well, it is time to return home...my love."

"Yes it is." Heather replied with a big smile

The walk was slower then before and Heather found herself beaming with happiness thru the marketplace. Of course it being more vacant the people that noticed them were local townsfolk. By nightfall the whole town would be talking about the executioner's woman

 

[Knightmare27]

They were back in the little dark house, with the sun setting outside. He had not carried her over the doorstep, as customary - but, then again, they were only sort of husband and wife now, and it was not unlikely she would have laughed at him if he had tried. It was now time to...consummate their marriage. As eager as he was, he did not want to destroy the purity of the moment yet. Instead, he stood there for quite some time, smiling like a fool before whispering: "How about you get yourself ready in your chamber. I will be with you soon."

He had not told her what to get ready for, but he was quite sure she had understood. Patience. He would not rush into what he hoped to be a long, long night. As the executioner, most of his pay was in goods - he was entitled to a certain share of everything traders brought in, another reason his house was so close to the wall. Normally, he sold what he could not use himself, but he vaguely remembered having held on to a small cask of expensive-looking wine, hoping for some vague event in the future that merited it.

Ah, there it was. It was even smaller than he had remembered, but it would still be enough for both of them to get senselessly drunk. Not that he was planning on that. He poured two cups and opened the door to her chamber. Hopefully, she had understood...

 

[LandiKirk]

Back at his house Heather smiles as it takes on a new appearance. " a Home."

Once they were inside Heinrich seemed excited so Heather found herself just caught up in his happy mood.

"How about you get yourself ready in your chamber. I will be with you soon."

Hesther watched him leave with a smile. I wonder what he is up too?

Heather looked around her room and all she saw was her shift she wore for sleeping.. Does he want me to get for bed? Deciding that must be it. Took off the dress and hung it on the peg near the door, slipped into the shift and sat on the bed. Then it made sense .. he was going to hand fast with her. Sje thought about the meaning of handfasting it was an honest way to wed by heart.

Heather went to her knees and spoke."Father God, thank you for all the blessings you have placed in my path. Pray I be not tempted by sinful thoughts or speak unkindly to those who would scorn our lives. Pray bring peace and joy into our lives ."

Heather crossed herself and then rose to sit in the bed, waiting. When the door opened she was smiling and scooted over giving him some room to sit beside her.

 

[Knightmare27]

He entered, carrying the two cups and handed one to her. "To our life together", he said before sitting in bed next to her. It was very narrow, and he had no choice but to squeeze into her. He did not mind in the slightest, of course. She was sitting there, clearly expecting him to do something according to some custom of her homeland he did not know.

He took a long sip from his cup. It really was a very good wine. After a moment's silence, he said: "Say, how do the people in...Ireland...get married? I want to do it according to your way..."

...because, at this point, we would just strip you naked and give you a good tumble, and that is clearly not what you are up to, he thought but did not say.

Nothing easier than to free her of that shift and make her his own in his way. He could still do that later, of course. But at the moment, with good wine in his belly and a pretty woman squeezed against his side, he was in no hurry. There was nothing normal about the way they had met, or about their love. So why not marry her in a foreign way?

A woman at his side, but never under him, indeed. It felt so...natural to treat her as an equal. Were they all like that in Ireland? Then they were mad. Or were the men there even stronger, and managed to somehow tame these wildcat women? Who knew? What he did know is that he was oddly in accord with it, and would not want it any other way.

 

[LandiKirk]

"To our life together",

Heather expecting it was some form of juice got the surprise of her life. It was very sweet but intoxicating and she never had wine before this was going to be an experience.

"Say, how do the people in...Ireland...get married? I want to do it according to your way..."

Heather smiles to his response. "Well there are several ways to go about it. One is an simple ceremony before a magistrate with family and friends, another is a large church wedding, or something more personal. A handfasting... we promise ourselves to one another in a sacred place. To be man and wife as.lomg as life permits or we break our promise to one another because of another love comes in the hearth. My grandfather had three wives by handfasting with them. He it gave him a year and a day to decide if she is the woman he wants "

Heather took another drink and smiles. "I even am.willin to be a good wife if yer preferring. Be your woman, all the benefits of being married but not in the eyes of the Church"

 

[Knightmare27]

"I would like nothing more than that." He took another long sip from his cup. "I promise to be a good husband for you, to always treat you as my beloved wife." It was an odd marriage ceremony by any standards, but he was as serious as he could be. A priest...guests...they would have just broken what they were feeling now. Two hearts beating as one. Two people, promising themselves to each other in a tiny, filthy room mere steps away from the doorway to hell. Or at least a hell. It felt right. He had no doubt they were doing the right thing. For a long time, he just lay there, holding her hand, not moving, just listening to her breath and noticing how, after some time, he began to breathe in exactly the same rhythm.

Very slowly, his hand moved to the place where her leg was sticking out of the shift. It moved up until it hit the fabric, then kept going, moving it out of the way. He turned to the side and looked into her eyes. The eyes of his new...wife. He still could not believe his luck.

 

[LandiKirk]

"I would like nothing more than that."

"To handfast with me." Heather was smiling those eyes sparkling with the joy that filled her heart

"I promise to be a good husband for you, to always treat you as my beloved wife."

Heather held Heinrich's hands and made her vow. "I promise to be your good wife, to share your sorrows and joy. To be obedient to your will, to shine and uplift your accomplishments of our lives together. To bring joy to the hearth and our bed. To bare our children through love and respect to the laws of our home, for the end.of my life. "

Then she kissed his lips with a warmth that mimics her sincerity. She reached over to the table by the bed and took her last red thread and wrapped it around and between their hands.

"We've made our vows of love in the sight of our Lord. May his blessings rain upon us as we turn to the marriage bed. Amen."

It was done, they would be husband and wife until the year and a day passes. Then they could marry by the law or renew the Handfasting. Either way their love and lives had now changed for the good.

Heather shivered as Heinrich slowly removed her clothing and she was caressing his chest. Their eyes met and answered the call to consummate the wedding. Truly making her, His

She blushes as a new bride should and leans into his body. "I love you, an I'm not afeared of becoming a woman"

 

[Knightmare27]

He kissed her and pulled the shift over her head, then took off his own clothes. For a long time, he just lay there on his side, looking into her face, smiling at her, savoring every expression.

Then he put his arms around her and pulled Heather close until her breasts were lightly pressed against his chest, until he could feel her heart pound against his chest. He closed his eyes and locked lips with her. They were soft and warm and made a warm shiver run through him. His mouth opened, and he pulled her even closer. For a moment, nothing existed but this one sensation, just the delicate touch of her lips.

His tongue came forward shyly, then ever more boldly, met hers, danced with it. He pulled away, eyes still closed, and moved his hands down her back. He felt her breathe as he moved over her chest, delighted in feeling the little ridges of her back, then found her buttocks and squeezed them lightly. His hands moved over her hips, and then between her legs. A tentative finger lightly tested her wetness, dipped into it a little.

He withdrew his finger and then, grinning a little, showed it to her before putting it in his mouth and moaning in delight as he tasted what he had found. "Heather, my love", he breathed, "it is time to make you a woman". He thrust the tip of his penis forward. A little coarseness as it ventured through her pubic hair... then sank into a warm pool of delights as her eager insides welcomed it in. He gave her another quick kiss.

 

[LandiKirk]

Heather curled into Heinrich. Just lieing there with him so close to her made her tremble.slightly.

She knew a.little about the goings on in the parents bedroom. Da would climb on mother. They would make silly noises then a scream.thst sent the children back to their beds and in less then a year a new babe joined the family

Oh how much she didnt know. Since only one of her siblings has married and lives in Edinburgh. She had no clue about the other parts to being a.good wife in bed.

Heinrich's kiss sent a fire on her body that she woild ask no one about . She became damp.between her legs and her heart jumped inside

The way he touched her sent shivers of excitement within and she gasps several times as he explored her soft tender spots.

Hearher watched as he took the very finger that was at her forbidden flower. She noticed how shiny and wet it looked. Then to her surprised put it in his mouth like a child does a hard candy

"Heather, my love",

"Yes, " she whispered as she glances into his eyes.

, "it is time to make you a woman".

The way his flesh touched her, Hesther was certain the Earth moved for them. Heinrich touched her flower at first then leaned forward. His flesh driving into hers was sending another fire within her flesh until there was something that started hurting and she let out a cry. Tears instantly forming at the corners of her eyes.

His kiss was comforting as the feelings of pain subside and a new fire blooms in the way he drove into her body and the instinct that took over

Heather felt her body bucked up to meet her lover and they take the bed for a.joyois journey

 

[Knightmare27]

He winced a little in sympathy. She was not the first maiden he had made a woman, and he knew it sometimes hurt quite a bit. By how quickly her lovely features relaxed again, she was taking it well, though. With a relieved smile, he began moving forward and backward. Tight. Pulsing. Every bit of it hungry for him. With each thrust, he slid through more and more easily, as if her insides had melted into a lustful puddle.

He looked into her eyes to see how she was liking it and kissed away the tears that had formed when he had taken her virginity.

He pulled her even closer and kissed her between the breasts. Pausing for a moment, he stroked her hair. Then he turned her over onto her back and continued with his slow, deliberate movements, savoring every shiver of pleasure it was sending through their bodies. Slowly, carefully, feeling every gasp and moan she let out as if it had been his own. His rhythm matched her heavy breathing. He became a part of her.

His lips met hers and he opened his mouth to feel her quivering breath. His hands rested on her sides. All her muscles were tight, like a bent bow, her soft little body a rigid arc as she fought the tides of pleasure that were throwing her around. He felt it coming, too. His thrusting became harder and faster as his mind was taken over by that feeling...that indescribable feeling...he began moaning. Long, slow moans.

They were no longer on a narrow straw bed in that tiny chamber. They were no longer...anywhere. Just he, and Heather, and an endless black void of warmth... of heat. The heat grew until it became almost painful. Little drops of sweat appeared and he dropped even deeper. No limits. No restraints. Each thrust drew deep, shaking breaths, followed by shameless groaning every time he breathed out. Everything was gone. Only they remained.

 

[LandiKirk]

In the throes of lovemaking, Heather felt the stars carry them into the heavens. She came for him six times at least though a few were weak the last two grabbed his flesh so tightly he couldn't move until her wave subsided.

Thankfully his previous experience warned him enough of what her body was doing for him. Heather even called out his name six times while she rode through her fifth orgasm.

Darkness overcame her and she clung to Heinrich like a lifeline. Her hair plastered to her forehead and neck looked cute in a slight way. How beautiful she looked as a woman.

When Heather opened her eyes she was smiling and kissed Heinrich's lips passionately. "Good Morn husband ."

 

[Knightmare27]

He woke up to find that, thankfully, it had not been all a dream. A very real young woman was clinging to him, still looking somewhat exhausted from the night before. His wife. Heather. Nearly sacrificed, nearly killed by her wound. Yet still alive. So very much alive. He still could not quite believe all the twists of fate that had brought them together.

"Good morning, my beloved wife", he replied and got up to put on his work clothes. The day would be busy. It would be work he truly did not want her to know too much about. The less she knew about the terrible things he would do to bring her would-be murderers to justice, the better. Her love for him and even her mind would likely not take any lasting damage - but her soul would.

Still in a happy haze, he stumbled into the kitchen and ran his hand over the table where he had fought for her life.

 

[LandiKirk]

Heather rose and slipped on.the plain dress and nothing else. Slipping into the kitchen and using the last of his eggs and flour made a nice batch of Jonny cakes. She took his sugar and cooked it with a cell of honey to make a syrup.

While he was eating she cleaned dishes, swept the floor, and cleaned the bedroom where they had made views and sweet love. She even heated water over the fireplace to wash her sleeping clothes.

Heather was used to doing this in a daily basis. When the time came she would probably ask for seeds and make a small garden. Then a chick or two, milking cow, and a cat to keep mice away from the larder. But they didnt need those things yet, they were going to spend time with one another and love each other. Who knows maybe bring another generation to Heinrich home.

 

[Knightmare27]

This time, as Heather made breakfast, she really was doing her wifely duties. And it smelled as if she was doing them well. She immediately started doing housework as if she had always been his wife, and had not just married him yesterday. It filled him with joy to see how quickly she was making this place her home. It was starting to feel like a home, too. In all those years, he had not fully realized how much his house had just been the mouth of the dungeon.

He put his arms around her waist from behind and kissed her on the cheek. "I will now go downstairs to work. The witches will pay."

He knew that in one of these cells lived Lianne, the first witch to be captured. She, too, had won Heinrich's heart, though an entirely different portion from Heather. He knew that he was committing a sin just by allowing this. He knew that he could not go on forever like that, with a wife above ground and a...lover underground. He could easily prevent them from learning about each other, of course. But it was just not right.

 

[LandiKirk]

"I will now go downstairs to work. The witches will pay."

Heather nodded and busied herself with cleaning. She started by opening the windows.to.let the home air out. She washed clothing that she hung outside. She noticed an ideal spot to put a small garden. She pulled weeds and checked the soil by rubbing her hands in it It looked good as she clumps it together in her hands.

Now she makes plans for a spring garden. Things to help.fill the larder.

Heather also notices a.rabbit hole. It reminds her of stories how the king of the leprechauns could turn himself into a rabbit and escape capture by a human. She did make an old fashioned trap.and it luck prevailed they could be eating roasted rabbit and stew.potatoes.