Genesis 013
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Title~ One, Two, Three
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ Mine~ all mine~
Notes~ Genesis 013. Gylepi having just returned from some mission or another.
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Gylepi awoke late in the afternoon in the massage rooms of Ni-Yana’s palace. He smiled happily and just lay there for the moment, relishing the time of complete relaxation, the first he’d had in close to two full seasons. He stretched his arms over his head and wriggled his toes, not willing to do any more for the time being. His mind kept telling him to get up, get dressed and go home… but that was such a long way from the palace. It would take at least fifteen minutes.
‘Okay, really should be going now… One, two three. … You’re not moving, Gylepi. Okay, ready limbs? One, two, three! … Lin’s blood, what am I doing? I have…’
“Aeia!” he swore aloud, then sprung suddenly into action, dressing almost as he ran to the door. He snatched up his bow and quiver, not bothering to leave them at the archery range tonight. He’d just have to remember them next time he came for some training.
He tore out of the massage rooms, racing through the palace’s back door and through the seedy suburbs of the city before his long legs finally brought him into the high end district and to his own villa.
“Welcome back, S—”
“Where is she?” the archer panted. He’d have time to extend pleasantries with his doorman—and indeed the rest of his staff—later.
The doorman frowned at his employer’s sudden but not unkind demand, then his face lit up in realisation. “Of course, you left before then, didn’t you? She’s been around so long I’d just—”
“Oran, please.” Gylepi couldn’t be bothered hiding the begging note in his voice.
“Lounge room, last I saw.”
Gylepi bowed his head and grinned in thanks, then darted inside the house, swung around the balustrade and disappeared up the stairs.
He heard Oran’s voice floating up from the ground floor. “Congratulations, Sir!”
“Thanks!” Gylepi called down, not sure whether the doorman had heard him. He bolted down the corridor to the lounge room at the end, then brought himself to an abrupt halt as he stared, still panting heavily, at the door. He ran his fingers through his hair and paced for a moment.
“I’m being stupid,” he muttered to himself, standing with hands on hips before the heavy oak door. He took a deep breath to try and slow his breathing just a bit, but if anything his heart was beating faster now than when he’d been running. He took another deep breath, reaching out with one hand and resting it on the brass doorknob.
‘One, two, three… You’re not moving, Gylepi.’
He turned the knob slowly and inched the door open, peering around it to the lounge chairs, upon one of which his beautiful wife was seated. Her eyes were closed and her breathing slow and rhythmic.
Gylepi didn’t even try to keep the grin from his face. Cradled against her chest was the chubby but oh so beautiful form of his daughter.
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ Mine~ all mine~
Notes~ Genesis 013. Gylepi having just returned from some mission or another.
Gylepi awoke late in the afternoon in the massage rooms of Ni-Yana’s palace. He smiled happily and just lay there for the moment, relishing the time of complete relaxation, the first he’d had in close to two full seasons. He stretched his arms over his head and wriggled his toes, not willing to do any more for the time being. His mind kept telling him to get up, get dressed and go home… but that was such a long way from the palace. It would take at least fifteen minutes.
‘Okay, really should be going now… One, two three. … You’re not moving, Gylepi. Okay, ready limbs? One, two, three! … Lin’s blood, what am I doing? I have…’
“Aeia!” he swore aloud, then sprung suddenly into action, dressing almost as he ran to the door. He snatched up his bow and quiver, not bothering to leave them at the archery range tonight. He’d just have to remember them next time he came for some training.
He tore out of the massage rooms, racing through the palace’s back door and through the seedy suburbs of the city before his long legs finally brought him into the high end district and to his own villa.
“Welcome back, S—”
“Where is she?” the archer panted. He’d have time to extend pleasantries with his doorman—and indeed the rest of his staff—later.
The doorman frowned at his employer’s sudden but not unkind demand, then his face lit up in realisation. “Of course, you left before then, didn’t you? She’s been around so long I’d just—”
“Oran, please.” Gylepi couldn’t be bothered hiding the begging note in his voice.
“Lounge room, last I saw.”
Gylepi bowed his head and grinned in thanks, then darted inside the house, swung around the balustrade and disappeared up the stairs.
He heard Oran’s voice floating up from the ground floor. “Congratulations, Sir!”
“Thanks!” Gylepi called down, not sure whether the doorman had heard him. He bolted down the corridor to the lounge room at the end, then brought himself to an abrupt halt as he stared, still panting heavily, at the door. He ran his fingers through his hair and paced for a moment.
“I’m being stupid,” he muttered to himself, standing with hands on hips before the heavy oak door. He took a deep breath to try and slow his breathing just a bit, but if anything his heart was beating faster now than when he’d been running. He took another deep breath, reaching out with one hand and resting it on the brass doorknob.
‘One, two, three… You’re not moving, Gylepi.’
He turned the knob slowly and inched the door open, peering around it to the lounge chairs, upon one of which his beautiful wife was seated. Her eyes were closed and her breathing slow and rhythmic.
Gylepi didn’t even try to keep the grin from his face. Cradled against her chest was the chubby but oh so beautiful form of his daughter.
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