"She resembles nothing of anyone I've ever met, nor you... But I don't question that she is ours." The middle-aged knight spoke in a confident, but loving tone to the woman resting at his side. The bright sun beamed overhead in a cloudless sky, a light shifting sea breeze being the greatest comfort from its unrelenting heat. The air was filled with the sounds of crashing waves and shouting children, scrambling about over a deflated pig-skin ball.
The woman at his side had long, sandy blonde hair, she was slim and fit with tanned skin and a lightly defined tone around her arms and legs. Her face was sharp, lean with a pointed nose and thin lips, she was not the perfect picture of beauty, but her soul shined with a radiant beauty unlike anything he could lay eyes upon. His burly hand wrapped over hers and he planted an affectionate kiss on her forehead. "I knew from the moment I laid eyes upon her that she was ours, but there is clearly more to it then just that." She finally responded, her discomfort on the subject clear as day to him, though her inquisitive nature demanded answers that she knew he didn't have.
"There is nothing wrong with Gabrielle, we are blessed as parents with the knowledge that ours was born healthy, strong and destined for greatness." She resigned with a sigh to his clear spoken, confident answer. For a moment she grew tired of the tireless nature of her old companion, she pulled a white sheet from her pack and draped it across her shoulders. "We should go back inside, she'll be hungry soon, if not already." He grinned to her and rolled to his feet, clapping her once over the shoulder as he began to march inside. "Worry not, fair maiden... For I shall be the slayer of this hunger beast."
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Aphael stepped into her daughter's room dismissing the house keeper with a kindly thanks, staring down over the tiny bed which housed the barely mobile toddler her heart was again filled with warmth. Skin pale as snow with a head with only the tiniest, finest of white hairs flopped down over her head. A pair of bright, golden eyes stared toward her, visible even in the darkest nights without the faintest candlelight. "I do not prize myself on questioning the mysteries of Faerun..." She whispers into Gabrielle's ear as she plucked the cooing babe from its nest and settled the new life into her arms. "But I still wonder of your future Gabrielle, but don't you worry, we'll be there for you."
The woman at his side had long, sandy blonde hair, she was slim and fit with tanned skin and a lightly defined tone around her arms and legs. Her face was sharp, lean with a pointed nose and thin lips, she was not the perfect picture of beauty, but her soul shined with a radiant beauty unlike anything he could lay eyes upon. His burly hand wrapped over hers and he planted an affectionate kiss on her forehead. "I knew from the moment I laid eyes upon her that she was ours, but there is clearly more to it then just that." She finally responded, her discomfort on the subject clear as day to him, though her inquisitive nature demanded answers that she knew he didn't have.
"There is nothing wrong with Gabrielle, we are blessed as parents with the knowledge that ours was born healthy, strong and destined for greatness." She resigned with a sigh to his clear spoken, confident answer. For a moment she grew tired of the tireless nature of her old companion, she pulled a white sheet from her pack and draped it across her shoulders. "We should go back inside, she'll be hungry soon, if not already." He grinned to her and rolled to his feet, clapping her once over the shoulder as he began to march inside. "Worry not, fair maiden... For I shall be the slayer of this hunger beast."
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Aphael stepped into her daughter's room dismissing the house keeper with a kindly thanks, staring down over the tiny bed which housed the barely mobile toddler her heart was again filled with warmth. Skin pale as snow with a head with only the tiniest, finest of white hairs flopped down over her head. A pair of bright, golden eyes stared toward her, visible even in the darkest nights without the faintest candlelight. "I do not prize myself on questioning the mysteries of Faerun..." She whispers into Gabrielle's ear as she plucked the cooing babe from its nest and settled the new life into her arms. "But I still wonder of your future Gabrielle, but don't you worry, we'll be there for you."
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