ok, as promised, sappy scene.
This takes place about 6 months or so after the dragon battle (the timeline is all fuzzy though and I’ve been changing things). It may, or may not wind up in the final version, but if it does get cut another, similar scene will replace it. Honestly it gives me warm fuzzies and after the hell Greyson and Nekita go through, they earned it.
“Are you okay?” Jerril asked after a long pause.
Greyson eyed his brother. “For now. Better than I have been in a while.” He inhaled the old familiar scents. “Good to be home.”
Jeril nodded. “Alright, I’m off to the Keep then. ”
Greyson nodded and watched him walk out. “Finally.”
He carefully made his way back to his quarters. It had taken almost all morning to clear the whole damn mountain out. For the first time in the three months since he’d resumed his duties he had the afternoon clear. Nekita hadn’t said anything, her quiet presence helping him through the pain. She needed him, without the distractions of the clan’s coming and going. He couldn’t find her in their quarters, nor anywhere else.
“Where the hell is she?” he muttered. Crazy woman.
“She said she was going for a walk!” the healer called when he entered the large common hall.
“Did she say where?”
“This is Nekita,” the healer paused. “Someplace she probably shouldn’t be. Think high and dangerous.”
Greyson sighed and nodded. Nekita being Nekita. He went to the entry shifting carefully. The pain sharpened momentarily then faded. He felt stronger, launching into the air and catching the updraft. The surge of excitement was only dimmed by the search for his slightly neurotic soulmate. The woman would drive him insane.
He found her, as he half expected her to be, perched on a pillar of rock, looking down at the clouds passing beneath her. She straightened and smiled as he landed on the nearby mountainside, shifting and carefully making his way closer.
“What are you doing?”
“I wanted to see if the view was better over here, as compared to over where you are.” Nekita took his hand and let him help her across the chasm between them. He drew her against him, feeling her body seem to melt. She kissed him making his head spin.
“And was it?” he asked, hands moving over her slim form. She shook her head.
“No, there’s that peak over there…” He cut her off, kissing her again. His hand slid over her abdomen and he froze breaking away from her looking down sharply and using both hands to stretch the material of her tunic across her belly.
“You’re pregnant.” He looked up at her.
“You noticed that too?” She laughed weakly. “The spell that made me barren wore off. I didn’t realize it until a few months ago.”
He glanced towards the pillar of rock, ready to shake her. “And you risked yourself…”
“Don’t start Grey.” She pulled away, carefully picking her way back down the trail she must have come up.
“…And our child to climb a rock to look at the view?” he continued following her closely, his mind both frozen and tumbling in all directions. She was pregnant! “Why didn’t you tell me?”
She stopped and turned, looking at him. “I was going to, before we came here. I… you were busy. These matters needed your attention.” She turned back and half slid. Grey caught her, arm around her pulling her back against him. “My balance is totally fucked.” She muttered.
“Nekita.” He turned her in his arms, searching her face, pressing one hand against her belly, their child. Damn but she was beautiful. “I’m never too busy for you love.”
She lowered her eyes covering his hand with hers. She looked as though she were about to say something and then shook her head.
“I have most everyone away on errands. I thought we could spend some time together.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead. She brushed her fingers against his cheek smiling.
“I would like that.”
He kissed her again, holding her close.
ok last one.
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