#v; a ѕιмpler lιғe│ofimaginarybeings; uhtred

[astormofagirl]

“Come a little closer— please.“ - uhtred to aethelflaed

Aethelflaed pauses in her movements - wiping her hands off on the dress she wore, turning to face Uhtred. The children were asleep and she's been doing her best to help with cleaning up supper. A thing she's not much used to. But since she's been staying with Uhtred while the child inside of her grows - Aethelflaed has been doing may things she's not used to doing. Her brows furrow as she steps toward him, head tilting to the side. "Is everything alright Uhtred?"

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[astormofagirl]

It’s the soft sound of wailing that pulls Aethelflaed from her sleep. It doesn’t take her long to move from her bed, clad in her night dress to tend to the infant. Two months she has been in Cookham - two months since her husbands accusations of adultery with a heathen. Alas, while the people of Mercia held no ill will to her, with Aethelred’s words of severing ties with Wessex, she could no longer stay in a city that would put her and her unborn child in harms way. And so, Aethelflaed had sent for Uhtred. Without question he had come, and she’s never been more grateful. Her father knew of her husbands betrayal, how he now calls himself king of Mercia and while they fight to regain control of her city, it has been decided she’ll stay with Uhtred until it is safe. She handles the infant with care, bringing him back to her bed - perhaps like her, he does not enjoy sleeping alone. Along the way she hears a creak in the floorboards, head jerking up, relief coloring her features at the sight of a sleep worn Uhtred. “I did mean to get to him before he woke you.” She offers softly, cradling him in her arms, lips dropping a kiss to the baby’s head - he cries quieting.

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