Girl

“A girl?” Elsabet said softly. Echoing it as if in disbelief.

“Yes.”

He could feel her, her energy tightening. A swirl of fear and heart ache and so many emotions. As always, Elsabet was contained emotion. Boiling with it.

“What will you name her?” He whispered. He wanted to ask her let him help pick one. He yearned to sit with her in their chambers discussing it. Watching the orange glow of a waning fire with her body warming his.

When I can never feel heat any other time. 

The curve of her stomach and slight rounding of her hips was apparent to him now. He wanted to trace them and learn her new shape in the ways that only a lover could.

“Please…Elsabet please talk with me.” He knew bone deep, that she was going to leave without a word more. But when she did it still felt like he was a rock sinking alone to the bottom of a pond.

Once she’d gone, he collapsed limply back into the chair. Dropping his face to his hands. Sh