01-03-2022, 06:28 PM
Gwen was delighted to see Sir Raine again, until he mentioned what his purpose was. Her eyes narrowed slightly on him but his attention was for the infant in her arms, who smiled at the attention being bestowed upon her. All three of her teeth showed in her big grin, giggling and leaning forward in her mother's arms to reach for the wiggling fingers. Gwen tightened her hold just slightly, not wanting Lora to slip from her lap and go bumping onto the floor. Then she'd never be able to leave, the guilt just too much.
It was already weighing down upon her but she would not give in to it. Her brother had told her she was a mother. Her job was to be overseeing her child's rearing, no seeing to the education of others. For Godric it was okay but apparently not for a widow. Well, a pox on Gifford because she was going to do it all and do it so well that he would eat his words!
But now, she'd been assigned an important task and it seemed like her most supportive brother was starting to cave a little in that direction. Well, a pox on him as well! However, that was no reason to make Sir Raine's life miserable. Godric, on the other hand, had expect to get an earful when she found a private moment with him next!
When he called them both beautiful, Gwen forgot her anger for a moment, her cheeks brightening to match her hair. Lora only laughed again, hands waving in the air and managing to knock the spoon from her distracted mother's hand. Quickly checking her clothing, the elder Moore found that yet again, she'd narrowly missed the oatmeal hitting her shoulder. That would have been embarrassing to walk around in all day! And she really loved this dress, despite the fact that her mother said that the color looked horrible on her. It was beautiful and yet, with the way it cut her figure, screamed her roots as well as respectability.
"Be careful, she is quite the charmer when she wants something," Gwen sighed, abandoning the spoon on the floor as a lost cause. Instead, she grabbed the other one she'd been using in the vegetables and took a bite of the porridge for herself now that Lora was a little distracted.
It was already weighing down upon her but she would not give in to it. Her brother had told her she was a mother. Her job was to be overseeing her child's rearing, no seeing to the education of others. For Godric it was okay but apparently not for a widow. Well, a pox on Gifford because she was going to do it all and do it so well that he would eat his words!
But now, she'd been assigned an important task and it seemed like her most supportive brother was starting to cave a little in that direction. Well, a pox on him as well! However, that was no reason to make Sir Raine's life miserable. Godric, on the other hand, had expect to get an earful when she found a private moment with him next!
When he called them both beautiful, Gwen forgot her anger for a moment, her cheeks brightening to match her hair. Lora only laughed again, hands waving in the air and managing to knock the spoon from her distracted mother's hand. Quickly checking her clothing, the elder Moore found that yet again, she'd narrowly missed the oatmeal hitting her shoulder. That would have been embarrassing to walk around in all day! And she really loved this dress, despite the fact that her mother said that the color looked horrible on her. It was beautiful and yet, with the way it cut her figure, screamed her roots as well as respectability.
"Be careful, she is quite the charmer when she wants something," Gwen sighed, abandoning the spoon on the floor as a lost cause. Instead, she grabbed the other one she'd been using in the vegetables and took a bite of the porridge for herself now that Lora was a little distracted.
