lilymaid_sweet (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} lilymaid_sweet) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} utr_logs,@ 2009-01-18 21:07:00 |
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What: Waking up on Saturday
Where: Their house.
When: Saturday morning.
Warnings: Quite possibly. Perhaps.
Elaine was having a rather strange dream that night, that the children had all run away from her to play tag, and her husband was nowhere to be found. And for some reason, they were all playing in the courtyard of her father's estate. That was bittersweet, for she had not seen her father since she was a very young girl.
So she was very glad when she came into consciousness, feeling the cool sheets against her skin, and with the smell of home as she breathed in. She could feel that Sparhawk was still here with her, sleeping very deeply, it seemed.
With her eyes still closed, she rolled over to cuddle against him, her bare skin against him and her arms around him.
Suddenly, Elaine's eyes popped open.
This is not Sparhawk... She sat up cautiously, leaning over to see the stranger's face...