Despite the panic and worries that had seeped in that suddenly taken her emotions for a ride, Théadan remained calm and soothing beside her. He was patient with her while she cried out her fears and was even teasing to try to pull her mood back up, calling her silly for thinking anyone could forget her. The gentle squeeze he gave her had her turning toward him more, accepting his touch and wanting more while he called her both troublesome and beautiful, then kissed her cheek for good measure. Navia sniffled a little while he pointed out he knew her brothers loved her and would be happy to see her, her mind praying he was right and that her brothers would welcome her, that her belongings had not been removed to make room for someone else. As for what they would do once they reached Mandira and found themselves no longer needing to travel, Théadan did not seem as certain.<br/><br/>She was still sniffly, still teary while she rested against his shoulder and forced herself to calm down after such a harsh, sudden bout of crying, but she was fully focused on him. She wanted his reassurance they would be okay, that despite no longer having to rely solely on each other as they fought for survival, they would still be strong and resolute in their relationship. He did say they would make things work because they would be together, causing her to nod softly, but he also pointed out they would likely only have six months of quiet before their lives changed. Navia smiled softly at that, feeling his hand so sweetly touch the bump on her abdomen, and she nodded while she listened to him continue to assure her their life in Mandira would be one they would figure out together.<br/><br/>Fingers giving his a squeeze when his hand reached around to take hers, Navia released a long, staggered sigh as the tears finally let up. She was left feeling dull and drained from the hard wave of emotions that had taken over her, but that didn’t meant she was completely down for the count. “I forgot we would have a baby to keep us on our toes,” she chuckled slightly as her hand went to rest atop the one stroking her abdomen, trapping it there so they could rest their hands on that important little bump together, “That will be an adventure that will span the rest of our lives.” And while that was an intimidating thought, Navia welcomed it for it meant she and Théadan would have obstacles to overcome together. Parenthood would be one of the most challenging things they would ever do, but she was certain it would also be the most rewarding.<br/><br/>“I’m sorry I fell apart a little just now,” Navia sighed, lifting her head from his shoulder to look into his eyes, “And thank you for calming me down.” With their hands both intertwined with each other’s, one pair resting atop her abdomen and the other at her side, Navia couldn’t use one to guide him closer and instead leaned over him to press her lips lightly to his before she murmured, “You’re the perfect man, Théadan, and I love you more and more every day.” She could not think of anyone more right for her, and if the last couple minutes had shown anything, it was how good he was to her as well. After another small kiss, Navia looked out at their surroundings, finally noticing the bales of hay were only a couple feet away, so she could have sat more comfortably than on the dirt floor under the window she’d been trying to open. The rain came back to her attention as well, and she could hear the hard way it fell on the roof, how the thunder and lightning had gotten worse.<br/><br/>Navia eased out of Théadan’s hold and rose to do what she had wanted before melting into a puddle of hormonal emotions. She leaned her forearms on the windowsill and looked out at the rain falling in thick sheets and pelting the ground violently. How serene it was, watching the storm and listening to how angry it was overhead. The sheep had either quieted down for the evening or their sounds were being drowned out by the hard rain. “We should definitely just stay here for the night,” Navia pointed out, figuring that if the rain even did let up, the roads would be too wet for the horses. She glanced Théadan’s way, though the darkness the storm clouds had brought made it difficult to see him well, and a hint of her usual mischievous self came to the fore, “Our last night before everything changes again…Tell me, prince, how would you like the spend the last evening you have with the great beauty of Khlurios before you have the share her with others?”