The next morning at breakfast, Selea gave Sil strict orders not to peek into her workshop while she went to work on the items she'd discussed with him the day prior. It was past dinner time when she finally emerged. When Sil looked up from the book he'd been reading in his seat of the pair of oversized highback chairs by the fireplace, she smiled wide.
"You're finally done? You were locked up in there all day. I wondered if perhaps your needle and thread had fought back after being neglected for so long and I would have to come to your rescue."
She chuckled and came to rest a hand on his shoulder, leaning over and placing a kiss on his cheek. "No need, I sung them a song and lulled them back into submission."
"And? How did it go?" he asked as she took the few steps over to her chair.
"Very well. Your things are in a basket by that bed in your room that you never use. Perhaps in the morning you can try them on. There's nothing to say that you have to settle on one style or another—you can always try different things for a while until you settle on what you like best."
"And in all your thoughtfulness for my clothing quandary, did you take time to make something for yourself?"
She grinned and stretched. "Oh yes. But it's a surprise."
"Well, that sounds intriguing."
"Good." She took a deep breath and stretched. "I'm exhausted. I should get some sleep."
"Indeed you should. May I walk you to your room?"
She smiled. "Of course."
They stood and she looped her arm around his as they began to walk. It wasn't a far walk, but she found it endearing that he wanted to spend those last moments with her before she retired for the evening. "I had the strangest feeling today."
"Oh? What's that?" she asked.
"I missed you. Which is ridiculous because you were in the same house and so very close, but just knowing I couldn't go in the room and be with you seemed to drive me to distraction."
"Well, I'm glad to know I'm not the only one. I missed being able to converse with you while I worked. Next time it won't be that way, I just wanted it to be a surprise this time what I put together for you, and for me."
"Good night, Selea. Till morning, then."
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Solitude: Alone, Together
FanfictionShe's known as the Vestige to some, Champion to others, but by now, Selea Arcillius would prefer to hideway and be unknown. She's tired, and looking for an escape, so she goes to a place that holds mystery and possibility, and to the 'man' who holds...
