Sanria had faithfully stayed clear of any intimate contact with Gilean for a week. He had healed her fully, consequently, she felt normal, but there was something amiss with the growing concern she felt coming from Gilean. He had even asked her more than once if she was ready to begin trying for another child. She politely put off answering, but felt more than a little pressured. More to the point, she had felt a bit uneasy at how Gilean had come up with any number of reasons for keeping her from spending any time with Colin. Even during the day, when she might go with Colin on a picnic, or something equally alone for the two of them. Gilean found a way to ensure that his plans came first.
The morning dawned and before Gilean left to bring them breakfast, she found herself with child... again. She knew of Gilean's lineage, she knew that he was also a follower of Lathander, and that those things paired meant he was interested in all things birth, renewal... children. She knew he had healed her, but things shouldn't have happened that fast... and when she asked, he assured her that sometimes things just happened that way. Being very fertile after the birth of a child was common. Still... he knew she was pregnant right away, as though he had looked for it, and when he found it, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, he was open to her going to spend time with Colin. Sanria put the thoughts out of her mind. No... he wouldn't have done something like that on purpose. Colin, when he found out, was not convinced... at all. She wouldn't let him think the thoughts that she held in the back of her mind. Gilean wouldn't have duped her. That wasn't the way he did things. He wasn't like that.
She went out of the cavern and took a walk. She meandered back to the cottage and stood staring at the door. So many thoughts raced through her mind. So much had happened here, Gilean's old home. She ran a hand through her hair and stared at the ground for a moment. Gilean wouldn't have done that... it was impossible.
