<div style="text-align: justify;">As she spoke, Oena saw Vanyel’s expression change from curious, to shock, to  happiness. Her heard sank for a moment. Seeing the emotions expressed in his body language and the tears in his eyes, Oena understood just how difficult it had been for the love of her life to accept that their hearth might never be the home of their children. She wanted to hold him tight and apologize. She regretted having waited so long, and knew now that she should have done it a lot sooner. Her eyes watered when she heard his answer, though he did not need to voice it. Everything had been said in his own reaction.<br/><br/>Oena returned his kiss and the momentary guilt and sadness to have imposed such a harsh decision on Vanyel until now vanished.  She could not change the past, but she would certainly see to their future. Unless the Mother decided against it, she would become pregnant and hopefully, it would happen soon. She held onto her husband as she was carried to their furs and laughed softly when he spoke again. “Very serious indeed.” Oena said. She caressed his face and looked into his eyes. She should have done it sooner.<br/><br/>As soon as they reached the bed, Oena slipped under the furs and removed the clothes that she wore in bed during the colder season. She was waiting for her husband, her voluptuous form naked under the furs. “Does it mean that you might be better than usual? Because if you will be… I’m afraid I might never want to stop.” Oena teased her husband. On her back, with her breasts exposed to show her broad areolas and nipples hardening because they were suddenly bared, she held out her hands toward him, to invite him to join her.<br/></div>