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Nsaw her confusion and felt his heart ache a bit for her. "i'm sorry she didn't allow you to play." He said as he touched her hand gently, "But I can teach you...if you want..." He stood and still holding her hand led her to the small table in the corner that had the checkers and board already set up. He always left it ready for a new game, because he liked to play, and he thought it looked more inviting already set up.
Morden nodded, "She is a it serious but she smiles and is kind in spite of her mother. She will be fine with love and encouragement, but we can definitely teach her some games. She might even enjoy some crafts or drawing. Maybe we can find some clay or paint around."
Hellena smiled, "I would love to see Morden and anyone else that might like to visit." She nodded then to his comments about Laurana, So she has her mother's penchant for rash decisions, does she?" the smile there was glowing, "Well she comes by it naturally, I dare day" she chuckled, "I made my fair share of those in my day...oh my..more than my fair share I think." A slow breath filled her lungs, "Time is a very good teacher though Nathan, She will figure it all out, and she has a good man beside her, that helps too."
Caden held Laurana and watched her sleep. He did sleep for a bit as well, but he was awake before her and watched her admire the ring. "You like it?' he asked in a soft sleepy kind of voice right next to her ear. He was not at all sure what he had done to deserve her, but he was very glad she believed in him enough to trust him with her heart. His hand moved to her tummy and a smile curled his lips, "I can hardly wait for him to join us...do you have a name picked out?"
Varen looked around too and frowned, "This cannot be all of it." he said decidedly, "This all looks as if it is being preserved...like a museum. There must be actual usable armor somewhere." He looked around and noticed an irregularity in the stones on one wall. That's odd..." he said as he drew nearer. His hand reached up for the torch, which he intended to lift out of its cradle and look more closely at the stones, but when he touched it it moved toward the wall and the loud sound of scraping stone on stone could be heard as a large potion of the wall opened up. His brow lifted, "Well...that explains the irregularity in the stones that I saw..." He grabbed another torch and stepped into the next room. "This will do...and quite nicely I would think..." He said over his shoulder to her, "have a look.." On every wall were pieces of armor. Shields, swords, breastplates, and grieves as well as shin guards and helmets filled the room. There were also some spears on the far wall and some bows and quivers full of arrows as well. "We have apparently been in possession of a well outfitted guard....and we will be again if I have anything to say about it."
Morden nodded, "She is a it serious but she smiles and is kind in spite of her mother. She will be fine with love and encouragement, but we can definitely teach her some games. She might even enjoy some crafts or drawing. Maybe we can find some clay or paint around."
Hellena smiled, "I would love to see Morden and anyone else that might like to visit." She nodded then to his comments about Laurana, So she has her mother's penchant for rash decisions, does she?" the smile there was glowing, "Well she comes by it naturally, I dare day" she chuckled, "I made my fair share of those in my day...oh my..more than my fair share I think." A slow breath filled her lungs, "Time is a very good teacher though Nathan, She will figure it all out, and she has a good man beside her, that helps too."
Caden held Laurana and watched her sleep. He did sleep for a bit as well, but he was awake before her and watched her admire the ring. "You like it?' he asked in a soft sleepy kind of voice right next to her ear. He was not at all sure what he had done to deserve her, but he was very glad she believed in him enough to trust him with her heart. His hand moved to her tummy and a smile curled his lips, "I can hardly wait for him to join us...do you have a name picked out?"
Varen looked around too and frowned, "This cannot be all of it." he said decidedly, "This all looks as if it is being preserved...like a museum. There must be actual usable armor somewhere." He looked around and noticed an irregularity in the stones on one wall. That's odd..." he said as he drew nearer. His hand reached up for the torch, which he intended to lift out of its cradle and look more closely at the stones, but when he touched it it moved toward the wall and the loud sound of scraping stone on stone could be heard as a large potion of the wall opened up. His brow lifted, "Well...that explains the irregularity in the stones that I saw..." He grabbed another torch and stepped into the next room. "This will do...and quite nicely I would think..." He said over his shoulder to her, "have a look.." On every wall were pieces of armor. Shields, swords, breastplates, and grieves as well as shin guards and helmets filled the room. There were also some spears on the far wall and some bows and quivers full of arrows as well. "We have apparently been in possession of a well outfitted guard....and we will be again if I have anything to say about it."