{"id":3559,"date":"2018-04-06T00:00:05","date_gmt":"2018-04-06T04:00:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3559"},"modified":"2018-04-05T20:06:52","modified_gmt":"2018-04-06T00:06:52","slug":"thirty-six-01-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3559","title":{"rendered":"Thirty-six &#8211; 01"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>[This post is from Thordin&#8217;s point of view.]<\/em><\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat\u2019s going on, Thordin?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>He froze, damning her ears. He hadn\u2019t lit the lamp on purpose and he\u2019d known exactly where to go to find what he\u2019d come for, but somehow he\u2019d must have made just enough noise to wake her. Slowly, he looked back over his shoulder, seeing her eyes gleaming in the dimness. The window in the back wall of their room was covered, though a little light still filtered through, limning her hair in gold. Thordin\u2019s heart ached.<\/p>\n<p>Christus<em>, she\u2019s so bloody beautiful, even like this.<\/em> He could see Sif was drowsy, her eyes half-lidded even as she studied him, laying on her side, head slightly lifted from the pillow.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cGo back to sleep,\u201d he whispered. \u201cYou need to sleep.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat\u2019s going on?\u201d Sif asked again, her brow furrowing. Thordin sighed, crossing from the door to the edge of the bed. He dropped to a knee and was abruptly nose to nose with her, meeting her sleepy gaze.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019s probably nothing,\u201d he murmured, reaching up to stroke her hair. His heart rose up into his throat, threatening to choke him. \u201cJust a bad storm rolling in.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBut you came to get your weapons,\u201d she murmured. One of her hands inched out from under the covers, fingers brushing against his cheek and jaw, encountering the stubble of the beard he wasn\u2019t sure he was going to keep. \u201cYou don\u2019t do that for no reason. Not anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cTraining with Matt.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLiar.\u201d But she smiled, fingers stroking his cheek. \u201cWhat are you afraid of?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThat you\u2019re going to want to get up and fight if there is one. I hope there\u2019s not going to be.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Sif watched him for a few seconds, her lips thinning slightly. Her fingers went still against his face and her expression softened.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI love you,\u201d she whispered. Thordin closed his eyes, exhaling softly as he covered her fingers with his, holding her hand against his face.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo more than I love you,\u201d he whispered back, then sighed. \u201cI don\u2019t want to lose you.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI promised you,\u201d she said. \u201cI\u2019ll keep that promise. Trust in that. Forever, Thordin. Forever. Don\u2019t forget.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[This post is from Thordin&#8217;s point of view.] \u201cWhat\u2019s going on, Thordin?\u201d He froze, damning her ears. 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