by Pistol Annie #1 NPC » Mon Dec 12, 2016 2:19 pm
There was no mistaking Cilan's shouts. Rowan stood up, still holding Laurel in his arms like he would cradle a child. The elegant healer was a lot stronger than he looked and acted, and his intuition wasn't only limited to emotions. As an Adamson boy, he could navigate and tell time with a high level of effectiveness, as long as the sun was up. Women of his family weren't usually patient enough for this skill.
"It is about 6:35," he explained and turned to Lily. She didn't want to stay away from him too long? Both Rowan's arms were full, so he couldn't reach up to wipe his eyes this time. He was getting all emotional now and couldn't even reply to that comment. He didn't need a mirror to know he was blushing. In fact, he probably looked like Solara herself had touched his cheeks.
As much as he wanted to be obedient, especially to Lily, Rowan thought it might help if he carried the girl. "Hugs are good for your health," he said with a soft smile. "I think you've teleported a lot today, and you deserve a break. After dinner, you will be getting a warm hug too."
He walked back towards the run-down cabin, which was nearby. It wasn't a long walk. Rowan was growing tired with exertion when he finally reached the dinner table, but he managed to set down Laurel in one of the chairs. He sat down beside her, but made sure there was a seat open on his left side for Lily. He didn't eat yet since he would probably end up serving everyone.