Descent Chapter 21 Days went by without a visit from Silas. By the end of the week, she asked Helgi again if she had seen him.
“No. He does his chores late in the evening and is gone before morning meal.”
Eidra had considered searching the corridors for him but knew it was now getting more dangerous for her to be seen. He would either come to her when he felt he could or not at all. She missed him sorely. She was ecstatic when Helgi joined them one night a week later, knitting in hand.
They had moved the chairs to the balcony to catch the evening breeze, a lantern hanging on a wire frame between them. Helgi sat on a low stool.
“You are doing so well Eidra, the blanket shall be finished by the time the baby comes.”
She smiled, “I had a good teacher.”
Descent Chapter 20 “Get up, get dressed,” came the whisper in her ear.
Eidra opened her eyes to see Loki standing over her, looked out towards the balcony where the sun had not quite made the horizon.
“It is so early,” She flopped her head back down on the pillow as the coverlet was thrown back from her.
“Get up,” he shook her again.
She swung her feet around to the floor, “I am up, Odin's beard.”
He set a pair of breeches and a tunic in her lap. “Put these on.”
She held them up before her, “A dress would hide me better.”
“No one will notice you today.” He put his hands on his hips, “Hurry, I wish to beat the dawn.”
Descent Chapter 19 He was up and gone before she woke the next morning. She put on a clean dress, picked up the dirty clothes from the chair, wrapped her cloak over her shoulders and wandered down to the staff kitchen.
Artra was standing at the kitchen fire, stirring the porridge in the large kettle.
“Where is Helgi?” Eidra asked as she passed by on the way to the laundry room.
“She went to see Petar. The poor woman is beside herself. The High Council is in session this moment as we speak to pass sentence on Malek.”
She came back out into the kitchen, “Is Silas with his mother too?”
“He is, he came to fetch Helgi. He was as white as milk.”
Descent Chapter 18 She plucked at her dress to pull it away from her body, acutely aware that Loki was right, she was showing a bit more than she'd thought. She followed Helgi to the edge of the field where carts were lined up loaded with farm implements, spades, hoes, pouches of seed. It was already warming up, she had taken her slippers off to feel the warm soil beneath her feet. She shivered and the baby kicked.
“I think she shall be a runner.” She whispered to Helgi as they made for the wagons.
“And you still insist it shall be a girl?”
“I think so. He claims otherwise,” she scanned the field. “Where is Silas?”
Helgi joined her, “I do not know.”
“Ingrid!” She heard th
Descent Chapter 17 Thus it came to pass a week later that Thor showed up at Loki's door one evening.
“If you will not venture out, I shall have to come to you, brother.”
Eidra had been sitting in her chair knitting, chatting with Loki. Helgi had taught her to knit some weeks past when she had expressed an interest in it while watching Helgi one night beside the kitchen fire. Eidra quickly set her needles down, rose and walked to Thor, holding out her arms as he draped his cloak over them. While he straightened his tunic, she bowed to him, gliding to the chair and artfully draping the cloak over the backrest hiding her name carved there.
“You are dismissed for the evening,” Thor waved at her while he sat in her chair. Loki was nearly out of his seat when she shook her head, her eyes wide, sliding to Thor. As she closed the door behind her, she reasoned to her
Descent Chapter 16 Loki was up before her yet again, at the railing of the balcony looking out across the city. She lay there for a few moments, drinking in his silhouette framed by the parted drapes before she spoke.
“What wakes you so early?”
He turned, headed to the bed where he sat down. “Come, rise Eidra. The thaw has started, it is nearly Eostre, spring is on the way, perhaps the waterfall has melted a bit. We will ride today.”
He rose from the bed and walked to the wardrobe.
Ride? She put her hand over her stomach, “I cannot ride, Loki.”
He glanced over his shoulder, a tunic in his hand. “Why? if Helgi has chores for you only tell me and I will release you from them.”
She sat up in bed, the coverlet pulled to her chest, “
Descent Chapter 15 Winter's grip was tight, ham-fisted, the days short as the landscape was steadily buried beneath a blanket of snow, but what were short days and long nights to two young lovers who could hardly be bothered about the world outside, so wrapped up were they in each other.
Loki had convinced Eidra to return to the stables yet again and they would, on pleasant days, bundle up and ride through the countryside. They would stop at villages along the way she acting the servant gladly. They had more than once made it as far as the village of Rialo where he would treat her to more bolts of cloth from the seamstresses shop to make dresses with. She would protest, he would distract, the bolts would be there on her cot in the morning, it serving for little else most of the evening as they clung to each other in blissful slumber upon his bed.
The seamstress, whose name was Ren, would often invite them in by the fireplace in the kitchen for
Descent Chapter 14 When Silas arrived to attend him the next morning, Loki flew into a rage that had Silas nearly tumbling down the stairs to the staff kitchen. When Eidra saw Silas's face, she jumped up from the kitchen table and ran into the laundry room to hide behind one of Artra's big kettles, sure that Loki was hot on Silas's heels.
After a few minutes, Artra called into the laundry room, “Come child, he has just left for the hunt again. He will not be coming for you.” Eidra begged Silas to make sure that he was gone, just to be certain.
“He is gone yes, but your cot has been shoved out into the hallway.”
Artra elbowed Helgi, “It sounds like the prince is having a royal tantrum.”
Eidra stomped up the stairs, down the corridor, folded her cot up and dragged it down the spiral staircase. “Helgi, can I put this in your room?”