[ mhr gha SEER ah ]
Fell
▻ Sarama (x Fell) ◅
She felt the winds change, the shift in the temperature still slow but she noticed even the slightest change in that sense. A night she did not tremble alone in the thicket was a night closer to summer.
She did not regret forcing her father to grant her this marriage, did not regret buying the freedom of his beloved. She did not regret coming to Tinuvel from Salem, no matter that her desert breeding meant she was not well fit for it. She did not regret marrying a man of no words - in fact she found she rather enjoyed it. No bugling, braying stallion throwing tantrums that no one could escape. Instead a quiet, shadowy figure of protection. She thought maybe she had a bit of a cooler marriage than she initially thought of in her youth - but it was not a bad one. She had a good life in the Bay.
Even being a Lesser Wife, not the apple of her husband's eye, she still noted his care of her - that he marked her amongst others in spite of her distance from his main harem. She could not have hoped for more. A generally peaceful marriage in which she was not abused and where she might bring her family pride by providing children to carry on her father’s legacy intertwined with her husband’s.
She had not given him a son, yet, but she had hope that he might find her again in the coming months, might seek her out as husbands in these lands did during the turning of the leaves.
She had not bet on more than that - but when she sees the outline of him amidst the foliage she offers a soft, gentle nicker of interest from where she’d hidden her glaringly white and red self. She’d learned that the beauty that her father’d ascribed to her and her mother helped paint her in had a negative repercussion among the enemies and covetous eyes outside the Bay after Raegar and had since taken to making herself even smaller, even more minute amongst the covering leaves and shadows of the woods here.
OF THE TINUVEL BAY
▻ six years - arabian x kathiawari - maximum chestnut sabino - 14.2 hh ◅