Days of Despair, Nights of Correction

It had been three days since Gilean had come and looked into Colin's mind and determined there was nothing he could do. Three days and nights spent watching Colin with a deepening sorrow. The man who looked at her children with adoration was gone. While Sanria could tell Colin enjoyed being around them, she missed seeing the joy on Colin's face. She didn't care if he ever remembered her again, she wasn't worth that in her mind, but she wanted to see the look on Colin's face when he picked up Orn. The look that said, 'THIS is MY son - and he's my pride and joy.'

Gilean had showed her how to put wards on the house to keep Velentham out, and she had diligently followed his directions, each day repeating the phrases and replenishing the magic. There had been no sign of Velentham, which Sanria was grateful to have.

It was evening and Sanria had gone to the sitting room with a book when she noticed Colin was not around. She got up and slowly paced the cavern, her heart beating a little faster. She could sense that nothing was completely wrong, but she was unsettled none-the-less. She forced herself to sit down and read.

Only moments later, Colin returned, and Sanria found herself embraced tightly. "Gilean made Velentham give my memories back."

"Well, that's great," Sanria said. She clutched Colin to her, feeling unsure of what to think. She had enjoyed the time she spent with the Colin that was not overprotective and jealous. They had talked more in those three days than ever before. If he could have gotten some back but not all...

"Sanria, I want you to be able to talk to me," Colin said, as though reading her mind. "Those three days were... great... just having you talk to me."

"I liked it, too."

"I realized just how nice it was - having you feel as if you could talk."

Sanria felt herself letting go of the negative feelings. If Colin could manage not to be overprotective, if they could keep what they found over the course of three days, then Sanria could ask for nothing more. She could make this her life and she could be happy.