I was happy to be back among the wagons. The kids were just as thrilled to see me. I smiled as best I could.. watching Seth with the kids.. how He scooped each one up and lavished kisses to the girls and hearty clasping.. shaking of the arms to the boys. I had been so quiet the whole trip back.. my voice cracked when I finally spoke. Seth and the children ate while they caught us up on the news of what had been going on. I merely picked at my plate.. mostly pushing the pieces of meat around... I had lost my appetite. Occasionally.. I glanced to Seth.. trying to judge His mood. Still worried over this not asking to go trading.. weighed heavily upon my mind. I was fearful of just what would transpire once we retired to our wagon for the night. I envisioned chains.. restraints.. horrible devices. I cringed several times thinking of a doozie of a spanking.. or.. *gulp* worse. But my thoughts were shattered when suddenly.. all the children up and kissed me good night. oh no ! dont go ! I screamed... more so wanting to say.. Dont leave me alone with "Him" I saw then.. the smirk on Seth's face. Mia.. approached me and asked for a story. I looked to Seth for approval. He responded with a smile and a nod. So.. pulling my youngest daughter to my lap.. I began to weave a small tale.....
" A Warrior was expecting a visit from an old friend of the outer wagons. He gave two ripe larma's to His slave girl and asked her to slice them and serve the fruit when the Warrior came.The slave girl took the fruit and headed to the supply wagon where she took the prep knife and began to slice the larma's. After a few Ehn of restless thought.. she gave in to temptation and ate a slice. It was so delicious she could not resist eating another one. Then the madness of gluttony seized her and she devoured all the remaining pieces.Suddenly she saw the Man her Master was expecting coming towards the wagon. she thought fast. she grabbed a rusty knife and rushing to her Master and told him she couldn't cut the larma's as the knife was blunt."I'll sharpen it," said her Master and going to a stone near the weapon's wagon.. He crouched and began to rub the cutting edge of the knife against it.Leaving Him to the task the slave girl ran out to meet the man who was coming."Beware! Beware!" she said when she reached Him. "Don't come to our wagon!! My master has gone mad. He's planning to cut both your ears.""Cut my ears!" exclaimed the man, turning pale. "Why?!""There He is sharpening the knife," said the slave girl and pointing. The man saw that his host did indeed have a knife in his hands and was sharpening it with what looked to him like a maniacal fury. He did not wait to find out why his host wanted his ears. He turned around and started walking away as fast as he could.The slave girl rushed back to her Master and told him that the man he had invited was running away with the larma's."What!" said her Master. "The greedy fellow! Has he taken both the larma's?!""Yes, Master" said the slave girl.The man ran after His old friend shouting:"Give me one! Give me one at least!"The other man thought he was asking for one of his ears and ran for his life!!! "
Mia laughed and laughed.. and clapped. She then looked up to Seth and grinned... "tanya would do something like that... " She said. I bit my lip and looked to Seth while I got a kiss from Mia and then so did Seth. She hurried off to catch up with the other's. I knew the story.. somehow newly twisted.. would be told to the other's now. If any ease had washed over me.. it was disrupted by the speaking of my name from Seth's lips. Tension and nervousness returned.. and I felt my legs tighten as His hand was offered to me. Slipping my smaller fingers into His palm.. He gave it a reassuring squeeze and tugged me to walk with Him to our wagon. His other arm had slid behind me and braced against my lower back... guiding me up the steps. Once inside.. He secured the door. I cringed hearing the lock... I closed my eyes and waited.
Maybe now.. was a good time to ask permission to leave.
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