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Post by Max452 on Oct 6, 2012 12:54:02 GMT -5
Sidhion finished preparing their meal and quietly brought the food out to the balcony, where he had sensed Tismri scribbling away. He placed the food on the nearby table, next to Tismri and then turned to sing up another chair; he never had expected company before so why have two chairs? Why have two of anything? He smiled; he finally had a reason to.
The elf sang to the tree, and the tree steadily formed a tree out from its bark and wood. Finally, after several moments, a chair was formed. Sidhion's eyes glistened with approval and he moved the chair to sit next to the table of fruit, it being wedged between the lovers. "Do you feel better?" Sidhion asked, knowing that she had been writing since she had awaken.
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Post by Tismri on Oct 6, 2012 13:31:51 GMT -5
Tismri smiled at Sidhion's question after he sat next to her. She'd heard him singing beside her while he was writing, and it had barely registered to her that he was making another chair. She placed the quill and papers on the floor and turned to him.
"Yes, I feel much better," she told him. "It has been a long time sit I sat down and wrote, and even longer since I truly enjoyed the task. I think I finally feel myself again." She picked a large strawberry out off the fruit Sidhion had placed on the table between them, taking a moment to appreciate the sight of nature's provision before taking a bite.
"Now where did you find such beautiful fruit in these mountains?" she asked him.
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Post by Max452 on Oct 6, 2012 17:47:04 GMT -5
"It pleases me to hear that you are feeling like yourself, Tismri." Sidhion's eyes twinkled with delight. He gathered up some sliced pears and ate them. His eyes demonstrated his amusement when she studied the strawberry and asked her question. "I grow them here, my dear." He gestured for her to look over the balcony. "The ground here is the most fertile in the area; I can grow anything here." He explained to her as he took a cup of tea to his lips. "How long will you be staying?" He asked her, knowing the lingering question had to be asked. Sidhion was a bit sad that she would have to leave, but she had her duties, and he was meant to be a bystander this time.
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Post by Tismri on Oct 6, 2012 22:50:46 GMT -5
Tismri smiled as Sidhion explained how he could grow whatever he wanted. She picked up the cup of tea, tracing her finger around the rim. She thought over his question with care, considering.
"I am not sure," she admitted, gazing out over the landscape. "Perhaps in a few months." She met his eyes then, expressing her hesitance. She knew he would be unable to go with her to Bromsland; he had done too much, and most people were unforgiving. But she knew in her heart that that was where she needed to be. She turned her eyes back to the mountains. "I'll visit whenever I can," she promised him. She didn't want to leave him for too long.
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Post by Max452 on Oct 6, 2012 23:09:49 GMT -5
"A few months.." Sidhion contemplated those words as he took a sip of his tea. "I know you will; I don't doubt you." He smiled at her, but there was some sadness in his eyes. "It will not be the same without you around, but I will not have you refrain from your duties." He gazed out into the landscape. "The darkness is drawing closer and you must train the younglings well." He turned back to her, sipping his tea. "For now, let us enjoy the peace before the calamity." He gave her a more cheerful expression. "Tismri, may I ask something of you?" Sidhion questioned, his eyes debating.
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Post by Tismri on Oct 6, 2012 23:29:55 GMT -5
Tismri took a sip of her tea and then resumed her finger's path around the rim as Sidhion spoke, her eyes watching a bird nesting near the top of a tree.
"Aye," she replied to him. "The young ones must be prepared to fight, and I must do what I can to prepare them. Teaching has long been my calling." She glanced at Sidhion curiously at his question. "Of course," she replied to him. "What do you want of me?"
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Post by Max452 on Oct 6, 2012 23:43:20 GMT -5
Sidhion placed down his tea as his eyes still contemplated asking Tismri for this favor. After a moment of silence, Sidhion decided it was best to ask. "Tismri, I have many regrets. One is causing my son unmeasurable pain. If by any chance that you should cross paths, tell him I am sorry. No words or deeds can erase the pain that I had caused him, but let him know I am deeply sorry." He closed his eyes, reflecting on his past. After a moment, he opened them again. "And when you do see him, give him Reona." He thought of his Rider sword. "I had once told him, when I had found peace, I would give him Reona. I keep my word, but tell him that it is also a sign of my sorrow for the pain I had caused. Will you do this for me, Tismri?" Sidhion asked her.
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Post by Tismri on Oct 7, 2012 0:01:48 GMT -5
Tismri thought carefully over Sidhion's request. She knew very little about his son, really. However, she did not doubt him when he said he had caused the boy pain. Sidhion had done many regrettable things in his past, all in the name of his goal of peace. Finally, she nodded to him.
"I will do as you ask," she told him. "And I hope he finds it somewhere in his heart to forgive you. Bitterness festers within the heart and kills the spirit. I would not wish such a fate upon anyone."
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Post by Max452 on Oct 7, 2012 0:17:04 GMT -5
"Thank you, Tismri. I wish peace for his heart as well. He's a good boy; always had a good heart. I just hope I didn't ruin him." Sidhion replied regrettably. He stood up then, feeling restless in just sitting. "Do as you please, Tismri. My home is your's now. I must tend to the garden." He walked over and gently kissed her on the lips. "Mmm, I like doing that." He gave her a loving smile before setting off to the garden below them.
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