"Oh, take yer time...don't live too fast...Troubles will come and they will pass.."
Lazy day. I've spent the whole day sleeping in bed. Good news is my fever is completely gone, the infection is under control (near gone), and the pain is less than it was before. What is that smell?
Heriwulf is mixing some hound concoction. His battle preparations. Something to smear around the traps so the hounds will know to avoid them. Such a clever man is my love. Look how bright his eyes are today! He looks happy swilling that smelly stuff with the pestle and mortar. I never knew smells had meaning for hounds other than "this is mine." He is so clever! I could eat him up. Not right now. That smell is just awful. Think of it as medicine and maybe your healer stomach of mithril will kick in? Otherwise I am going to throw up everywhere. That's it! Let me help mix it and it won't be so bad. HA! Tricked again stomach!
So many preparations for battle. I hate waiting around. Especially since I finished all my preparations days ago. I have nothing to do all day except my embroidery. So many people here. I wonder if the clan will even have a use for me? They don't have a healer among them, but River-Wader seems close to finishing his apprenticeship. I wonder if many of the warriors will stay after the battle or go back home? Would Heriwulf like his clan growing? It would mean he wouldn't be able to step down. Not that I have mentioned my thoughts on the matter. I don't want to say or do anything that will influence his decisions as chieftain. Not my place. I hate he is so unhappy as chieftain. If his clan gets bigger, so will his problems.
He is happy if it grows by at least one "beautiful lady I know." I love him so much. I hope I do get to join. I wonder what they will ask me? Ask Heriwulf. See if he has any insights that might help me. Ok, those are some good points and questions. Hard ones too. I am glad he is asking me such hard questions before the others do. Now I have time to think of my answers. Around him it is easy. I don't know why I am so nervous about all of this. I haven't been this nervous since my healer's qualification exams from the Order.
Now the fragrant goop is going into jars. This smell is going to linger in our room for hours. Who knew this was to be my life? I never did. Wake up to the smell of awful and the sight of perfection. Sitting naked on a bench while the love of my life makes war preparations. If you had asked me a few years ago, a few months ago, I would have said I wanted to travel the world and nothing will hold me down. Now, seeing the world doesn't seem so important anymore. Sitting naked on a bench watching the love of my life...that seems important. Perfect even. Well, if the smell wasn't here it would be perfect.
"Ye'll find a woman....you'll find love..."
He is so wonderful to help me prepare for their questions. Telling me as much of his clan he can without spilling secrets. With this help and with the skills I bring, I might have a good chance. I hope! Maybe I should make my award winning apple pie in order to sway them over? A live demonstration that doesn't involve healing. Sort of. Undertree's cider is best, yes my love, but the secret to my pie is Shire apples (soaked in Undertree's cider). Soon as he tastes my apple pie he wont want me to leave. I don't think he does anyone. Love him so much. I love how his mind works. Silly, teasing, clever...I want to kiss him senseless tonight. That smell will make it very difficult, but I will make the effort. He is too perfect not to.
Open a window, COLD! Seems it is snowing. Nothing is sticking, but it is snowing. Pretty outside, but cold. Not good to open a window naked. I knew that. Let the room air out while he goes downstairs to clean up. Look how beautiful the snow is. I should cuddle with Heriwulf in bed and watch the snow. So peaceful. I feel like I could fall asleep again. I probably will if he doesn't hurry up. I might fall asleep waiting for him. I hear his boots on the stairs. I should tell him about the snow--- By Elbereth! His hair is down. His hair. Is down. He is striking with his hair down. I need...to run my fingers..through that hair...
Sweet cuddles with my love. I love his hugs. It is like he knows the perfect way we fit and nails it every time we hug or snuggle. Like we were made for each other. His war preparations are done for the most part. We should get a day of relaxation together before the battle.
"What, you've worn yourself out with all the sleeping and need to do some sleeping to make up for it?"
HA! Cheeky! Love him so much! I love it when he teases. Look at that wolfish grin!!! Be still my heart!! Never tell him how that smile affects you. He could use it to win every argument or disagreement, ever. How does he have this affect on me? Wonderful man. My perfect love.
"Boy, don't ye worry...ye'll find yourself...Follow yer heart...and nothing else.."
