Katnya

What does it mean to be happy?

The question often returned to Katnya’s mind, so it was no surprise when it popped into her thoughts as she tended to her bees. She considered it as she scooped honey out of the third hive. If all her hives had done as well as the first three, then this first harvest of the year would have a good yield.

Sweat dripped down from Arenborn’s brow as he leant against the tree trying to and catch his breath, and he heaved a heavy sigh as he wiped it away with a gloved hand. Some days it felt too hot to wear armour, but he had to train on those days the same as every other day.

Katnya picked up the letter as it was slipped under her door with a quizzical look. She opened the door and looked out for whoever had knocked, only to see a slender figure walking away quickly. With a confused frown, she shut the door and opened the letter, her eyes scanning the neat text of the letter.

Its a nice warm spring day, Im sitting here on the porch, watching my wife and my daughter in the greenish grass thats our lawn. Its so wonderful and sweet to see them both, how I missed you Kat when you were gone..and Alaya, our sweet daughter that is her mother's copy so far, sweet and kind, never fuzzed about anything apart from being fed of course, she seems happy with life, so do Kat and so do I as well. Everything is falling into place for us for every day that goes by.

So it now have been some time since we, The Bloody Dawn brought my wife home from Ost Guruth, when I saw her in the bed there I felt a relief, she was alive still, I hurried to her and kissed her, it have been a long time since I was able to do so. She smiled with a faint smile to me and we talked for a few moments before she introduced me to our daughter, Alaya. I felt the blood rushing to my head when she said that.

The company of the Bloody Dawn that had set out for Ost Guruth and Katnya had woken up in the Forsaken Inn, to Tim's side beside Gwyn and Basaran had Seaver and Ayla joined as well now.

I suppose I should rest..bas and Gwyn are..I cant.. Im too nervous..I know i have the best people I can hve with me..and perhaps with luck we will run into Taala and Eroforth as well. I cant help thinking of what they might have done to her.. I will be there soon Kat..hang on.. I am on my way..we are on our way..we will get you home safe..I will get you home safe..

Home to me..to us..

The day had just turned into dusk, the evening came creeping up fast outside the forge Tim noticed as he stood there, working on a piece of armour, the heat from the forge had him sweating floods but he enjoyed the hard work in the forge, it kept him in shape and his physical condition up so he was not the one that complained when it came to hard work, while working he were thinking of Katnya, his wife and how she was, he smiled as he thought, remembering his promise to her.

It's been too much this week I just can't take it. Uncle Basaran said I could go on the contract that Taala had got, but then she said no. And I finally worked up enough confidence to spar with Kat and she just beat me so easily. She's so big and I'm so small. It's so hard to fight against someone twice your own height and bodyweight, she's surprisingly quick with her armour and axe.