Colin felt like things were finally coming together. Times had been very difficult since Arlenia's... death. Just the thought of that incident brought pangs of dread and sorrow up in his chest. That single event not only showed Colin a part of just how much the black makou within him could take control, but it had also shattered his almost perfect life with one sweep of his blades. Colin deeply regretted his actions on that day, not because he felt Arlenia deserved better - after all, the woman had murdered one child of his and attempted to kill another, but rather because of just how far it had driven Sanria from him.
Over the past few months Colin had tried desperately to keep Sanria at least around him, even if she refused to be in a relationship with him. The occasional nights they had shared were much needed breaths of fresh air to keep him fron suffocating. Every time he thought of her going away he could feel himself losing control. He loved Sanria deeply, which made things painful enough, but this was something worse. He had a taste of it before when Sanria had gone off to the frozen north to die. In those few days she was gone it was all he could do to stay sane and he had held onto the then infant Orn like a drowning man to a piece of driftwood.
Finally, things were beginning to change. The visit from Maya the other day was almost more than he could have hoped for. While it truly pained him to see Sanria hurt by the news of Thasmudyan's continued relationship with, and impregnation of, the other woman, Colin couldn't help but feel relief at the revelation. Thasmudyan wasn't the right man for Sanria and maybe now she could finally see that. At least he wouldn't have to deal with him in the house anymore... when or if he ever showed back up.
And now, their daughter was born. He held the small bundle in his arms, cradling the tiny new life that was a part Sanria and a part him. He handed the child off and watched each of their other two children take their turns holding the baby. Finally the child made it back to Sanria and Colin stood there full of pride, love, and hope. Their whole family, together in one room, celebrating the addition of another.
Colin had never let go of hope. After all, he didn't even think he could if he wanted to maintain his sanity and control over his own actions. But now, finally, he felt that his hope wasn't just in desperation but that they could truly begin moving back toward happiness. Things were finally coming back together.
New Arrival
The birth was as simple as Sanria had anticipated. Of course, there was the obligatory pain and blood, but she had done this before. In fact, as she watched Colin cradling the bundle protectively to his chest, she had done this five times now. Five children, one dead, one fully grown and with his own life and responsibilities, two teenagers, and one tiny infant who was the most unexpected of them all. Surprise.
Colin was elated, as he always was, at the newest Stone. Sanria watched him cuddle the little girl who stayed contentedly quiet throughout all of the proceedings -a sleepy little bundle who seemed to need little in her first moments in the world. Colin, Sanria thought, was perfectly fine to insulate himself in this cavern so long as she was in it with him. As predicted, he did not want Thasmudyan around, he would no longer accept healings. Simply stated, he did not want Sanria to have the chance to get close to Thasmudyan again. She could do nothing but relent.
Orn and Leandra both came into the room, Orn taking a few moments to look over the sleeping baby, then passing her to Leandra who seemed to coo in a way that Sanria assumed was just her hormones. This child was due to her meddling, Sanria thought, but she could not be angry. The only thing Leandra wanted was to have her mother and father together again, and through the perfect storm of circumstances, she was to have it. Soon enough, she'd be a mother herself. It was a thought Sanria had to save for another time.
The sleeping infant was passed back to her mother, and Sanria laid down in the bed, resting in the pillows with a sigh. This would have to be the last one. She closed her eyes and listened to Colin's baritone voice, chatting with Orn and Leandra. The entire family, present in one room for the first time in... a very long time. Sanria looked down at the baby, running a finger on her cheek, and the infant opened her eyes. Sanria's heart stopped. Looking back at her was a pair of the bluest eyes she had seen - exactly like Thasmudyan's.
Colin was elated, as he always was, at the newest Stone. Sanria watched him cuddle the little girl who stayed contentedly quiet throughout all of the proceedings -a sleepy little bundle who seemed to need little in her first moments in the world. Colin, Sanria thought, was perfectly fine to insulate himself in this cavern so long as she was in it with him. As predicted, he did not want Thasmudyan around, he would no longer accept healings. Simply stated, he did not want Sanria to have the chance to get close to Thasmudyan again. She could do nothing but relent.
Orn and Leandra both came into the room, Orn taking a few moments to look over the sleeping baby, then passing her to Leandra who seemed to coo in a way that Sanria assumed was just her hormones. This child was due to her meddling, Sanria thought, but she could not be angry. The only thing Leandra wanted was to have her mother and father together again, and through the perfect storm of circumstances, she was to have it. Soon enough, she'd be a mother herself. It was a thought Sanria had to save for another time.
The sleeping infant was passed back to her mother, and Sanria laid down in the bed, resting in the pillows with a sigh. This would have to be the last one. She closed her eyes and listened to Colin's baritone voice, chatting with Orn and Leandra. The entire family, present in one room for the first time in... a very long time. Sanria looked down at the baby, running a finger on her cheek, and the infant opened her eyes. Sanria's heart stopped. Looking back at her was a pair of the bluest eyes she had seen - exactly like Thasmudyan's.
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