((sure lol))
A month later, Drustan found himself standing outside and staring at the young woman as she tended the garden. He was thinking about his dead wife and child less and less (and so long after their deaths, he didn't feel too guilty...) and thinking about Kieara more and more. She was beautiful, gentle, kind...pretty much the opposite of his outspoken, stubborn, loud late wife. Kieara was so kind and gentle and soft. Even pregnant. She just had this healthy glow to her...
He slipped back into the house and into the kitchens, looking around a bit. He shook his head and walked back out, grabbing a bow and quiver of arrows that had just sat gathering dust for almost ten years. He walked out and up to Kieara in the gardens. "I'm going hunting." He said with a smile. "Is there anything you prefer? Boar, venison...?"