Hell Cavern | By : Koori Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 3541 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Thirty
The magic from earlier had faded, the women were huddled together speaking in hushed excited voices, taking turns pressing their hands against Crystal's still flat stomach. Falcon had finally settled down enough to join the men at the table and was drinking heavily from the mug in his hand. His free arm was wrapped around the slim waist of Rain who showed no interest in his ale, and whose eyes were on the ladies. Falcon tightened his hold and the Sin'dorei let out a soft grunt. "Falcon," Sly said. "You're hurting him." Startled he relaxed his hold and Rain let out a mix between a sigh and a cough. Emerald eyes found his and Falcon frowned at the dark circles under them. Had it only been this morning since he had found the elf chained to the ground, naked and beaten by his clan? So much had happened in such a short period of time. His scowl deepened, in the decade of enslavement one day blurred into another, the rock calendar he started had been the only way for him to keep track of the passage of time. However, since Rain's arrival not only had they days lost their monotony everything seemed to be moving in a slow but inevitable avalanche. The druid had lost all control over the events that were forging his life. A quiet cry brought his mind back to the present and he kissed the worried forehead of the elf in his embrace. "I'm not mad at you," he said aloud. "I was only thinking." Rain wrinkled his nose. Falcon snorted. "Aye, I've had my share and yours of the ale tonight." He glanced over at Sly. "Rain's exhausted, can he share your bed tonight, he needs his sleep … he starts in the mines tomorrow." "Share my bed and sleep," Sly said with a sigh. "You owe me." The rogue stood up and brought his mug to the sink before he motioned for Rain to follow him. The Sin'dorei only paused a moment before he stood and trailed behind Sly as he led them to the barracks. It took a few more hushed words before the pair disappeared inside. The grizzly druid glanced over and caught the gaze of his wife, she smiled but it didn't reach her eyes. Cursing he stood, stumbling slightly. He gestured toward their hut and she nodded. "Sid, set up the watches for tonight please I can take one of the later ones if needed." "Nay, lad, you and the lass get your sleep we'll take care of it tonight." The dwarf took the mug from Falcon's hand and motioned him toward the shack. As he walked the druid cleansed himself from the lingering alcohol and by the time he reached the door he was sober. He let Crystal enter first and then closed the door behind them. For a long moment they just stood looking at each other. "Is the child mine?" Falcon asked. "Does it matter?" "No … not really," Falcon frowned. "I just …" "The child is yours," Crystal interrupted. "I'm about three months along. Though I pray your feeling toward the babe would be the same if Rain was the father." Dropping to his knees in front of her, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed his forehead against her belly. Though undetectable by sight the druid could easily sense the life growing inside his wife. "What are we going to do, beloved? The demons are sure to find out …" "They already know," Crystal replied running a hand down his hair. Falcon looked up alarmed. "How?" he asked. "Why do you think I was spared that night? It should have been me up on the Wall but something Rain shouted made them change their mind and Mira paid the price." Crystal said. "Rain knew you were pregnant?" Falcon asked. "Think a better question would be how did you not know?" Crystal said. "I never tried to hide it from you; there was just never a good moment. Of course, in this hell there is never a good moment. Oh my love, what are we going to do?" The last came out as sob as she collapsed into his arms, kneeling with him on the floor. "Are you sure that they know …" "Yes, the way they look at me now, their eyes bore through my stomach," Crystal shuddered. "I have such horrible nightmares of what they are going to do to our child." "I can't believe Rain …" "Do not blame him," Crystal interrupted. "If he had not told the demon then I and the child would be dead. In the end that may very well have been the preferred outcome but I will not burden our heart with that. He did what he thought was right and has agonized about it ever since." Sighing Falcon nodded his head. "Of course, beloved, you're right what is done is done." He pulled her down to their bed fully dressed and covered them with one of the furs. "As for what we are going to do now …" He switched to heart speak. "We will do what we have not dreamt about in a decade, we'll escape or die trying." With that statement all fear and doubt left him, finally he once again had a purpose deeper than making sure his clan lived another day. "Sleep my wife," he whispered. "Tomorrow will be a busy day for us all." Long after Crystal had succumbed to the lull of sleep Falcon was lying awake trying to discover a way to fulfill his promise earlier of escaping the cavern. As his thoughts worked in circles Sly touched his mind. "Akire, you awake?" "Is Rain okay?" "Yes, sleeping like a babe in my bed." "Is something wrong?" "The encampment is secure … I need … was hoping I could take you up on your offer." Sly's voice was hesitant. "Offer?" "You told me when I desired orc…" "Oh, Kotka, not now … you know what kind of day I've had, don't ask that of me." Falcon groaned silently, the rogue had the worse timing. "You know Rain purrs in his sleep? The way his lips are so full and lush they remind me of strawberries. And his body … so responsive to every little touch …" "I told you not to join with him!" Falcon barked. "We didn't," Sly responded in the same tone. "I promised I wouldn't … but that doesn't mean I'm blind! I had to get out of that bed before I betrayed you. Please you said …" "It's late we have to be ready for the mines in a few hours. Your hands works just as well or wake one of the girls …" The contact was broken abruptly. Falcon stared up at the darken ceiling, the flames outside cast a shadow up on it. In the silhouette he watched a pacing figure walk around the fire. After a long moment he glanced over at his wife. "Dream well, my love," he whispered as he separated himself from her. Standing he stripped out of his clothes and reaching into the drawer nearby pulled out the small bottle of oil. Pouring a small amount into his hand he caressed his hardening flesh. 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