Dreamed Into Life

[Ravna]

"You don't understand. You are my Missing Half. You will change me, put back what has been omitted from my making."

[Illianna]

"You're right I don't get it. But there isn't time for this we're late" I say sighing as there's a nock on my door

[Ravna]

Ravna lets out a low, sexy growl. "They can wait."

[Illianna]

"No they can't but we can pick this up again when we're done with them." I say pinning on my white wolfs pelt and extending my arm to ravna

[Ravna]

Ravna growls again. "I have not decided if you are coming to court," she says, stiffly, with a small bit of whine to her voice. 

[Illianna]

"Of course I am I'm your wife, it's custom for me to give the raiders a small token and toast to your health." I smile teasingly "and if you think I'm being stubborn you can spank me for it when we get back mistress" I say with a wink

[Ravna]

"I should throw you in the bottom of the well and be done with you," grumbles Ravna, clearly not meaning it. She sighs, taking Illiana's arm and heading toward the court. 

[Illianna]

The court is full of smiling cheering people. Ravna opens the court and the I step forward.

"It has been an honor to fight along side such violent men. Come forward each of you and receive this," I hold up a small woven patch shaped like a tree, "as token of your good work and remember fondly our battle in the woods" I grin handing them out. I then pick up the goblet "a toast to my wife my her rain be long, her battles fierce, and her people prosperous! Skol!" I cry taking a sip as the corse sounds I then present her the cup and take my seat as she stands

[Ravna]

"This skirmish was a mere training exercise, and one that should have been routine. Unfortunately, we had bad intelligence, and their numbers were twice what we had anticipated. Such mistakes have been the death of many bands in the past; this could easily have been a wipe, with no survivors. And yet, one stands before you solely responsible for turning the tide of battle and winning the day."

Ravna turns to Illiana, presenting her with a small box. When she opens it, inside she finds a locket with her and Ravna's initials engraved upon it in fine silver, as well as a top quality drop spindle made of iron -- the rare metal which they go to war to obtain, melted and turned into something she can use. 

[Illianna]

My heart skips a beat and I swallow hard to keep the tires down gratitude and love pouring down our bond. "Thank you my jarl" I say simply slipping the delicate locket over my head beaming up at her

[Ravna]

Ravna plants a firm, possessive kiss on her wife before turning back to the crowd. She hands out spoils of victory, keeping back the big prize -- control of the farmlands and the fortress -- back for last. That she bestows upon Illiana, in thanks for her victory and bringing the men home safe "as well as the service that was done to me last month." This she does not specify, but she leaves to the imagination what exactly the service was -- and yet those of her upper court know how close to death she was, how she even now seems to shy back from leading the charge yet again.

"You are dismissed."

[Illianna]

My head is swimming. My own lands. My own island and farms and tows and people.....but most of alll. I cradle my iron spindle gently as we walk back to my room. "Thank you" I say turning to her "please come in" I say opening my door to her my cheeks flushed

[Ravna]

Ravna follows, uncertain. "You are not offended? I recalled you enjoy the spinning and weaving and, well, despite those being... unwarriorly pursuits, I had thought...."

[Illianna]

I pull her into a kiss. Soft and passionate I pull back smiling "it's the best gift I've ever been given."

[Ravna]

Ravna actually blushes a little. "I'm still angry you risked yourself," she warns.