Wolf Play : FrostyHills X Ylva

I prepared the house knowing he would be back, I didn't really have to clean, as it was the maids' job. I normally sat and read, cooked, and took care of the small garden I had in the sunroom. My favorite flower was the dwarf lilac bush I kept a tray under for when it wilted. The hanging rosemary bushes draped along the walls were my second favorite; they were many different colors but pink was my favorite of all the bushes.

I hadn't seen Hélios since the day we got married in private, and that exact same day he left to go fight. I heard he is a general now, but I only knew because the other ladies talked about it. He never bothered to send letters, or if he did they never made it home. I could feel my anxiety rising, I didn't know if he had changed from when he was a child. I could only hope he was more responsible. If he ends up causing harm like my father did then I might just end it altogether. I could not bare with that for the rest of my life, and if I was to bare children I would not want them to go through it either.

I grabbed my umbrella after tying the boots on my feet. The ground was slightly muddy as it had been raining all week and the thunderstorms were non-stop. It was a miracle that they stopped right before they were supposed to arrive.

I quickly made my way to go greet him, the bottom half of the dress I wore was designed with his house colors so he could identify me in the crowd. My folded umbrella was in one hand while my fan was in the other as I made my way toward the crowd. I knew where to wait, as I would wait near the front since he was high-ranked.

If it started to rain and thunder most would probably rather go home, but I would stay, as it would just comfort me. After all, it was nature blocking out all the other sounds that didn't want to be heard

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I'm fighting sleep right now just warning you so I probably won't be on much longer.

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I watched as he approached everyone, he noticed me but didn't keep his eyes on me for long. I just stared at the ground while he did all the formalities with his parents and siblings. I only prayed that it would start raining as I could feel my heart racing. 'what if he didn't like how I decorated the house, most of the decorations are based on his family colors.' 'what if he doesn't like how I dressed to come to greet him?' 'What if he doesn't like my small window room and wants to get rid of it to put something else there?' the thoughts swirled through my mind but that all stopped once I saw feet in front of me. I looked up at him and I could feel my heart race, My first worry was that he was going to strike me in public. My father never did it with others around unless they were family friends.

When he opened his arms I flinched heavily and almost stepped back. I quickly remembered that if I did I would always get hurt more than originally intended. Instead of striking me, he hugged me, and only then I realized I was shaking. I hugged him back, it was awkward because I hadn't gotten them since my mother passed away. Even my brother looked down on me, but he never hit me. I would only hope it was because he at least had some dignity and refused to hit a woman or girl without a good reason.

I was tempted to cry as it could easily be played off as I missed him a lot, but he would know that wasn't it. I still felt one tear fall down my cheek but I quickly wiped it away, not wanting it to be seen.

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When he pulled back he left his hands on my shoulder’s for a moment before reaching to take off his cloak. I did my best not to panic, trying to think of what he was doing. But when he pulled the cloak over my head and put it onto my shoulders I managed to keep my mouth closed and not let it fall open. He put the hood up as well even, he must have thought I was cold. At least he was considerate enough to do that, it was a kindness I was not used to.

“Thank you,” I said before he said to follow. I kept up right behind him, the fear of getting yelled at if I strayed too far behind was big. My father would always mistake me for being slow in an attempt to run away, thinking I was looking for an opening to bolt.

The rain started to fall and I relaxed a bit, ‘the thunder would soon follow after’ I thought in my head as I followed him into the house. We barely stepped in and the first sound of lightning could be heard, echoing off the buildings. I completely relaxed, letting out a sigh of relief before removing the cloak. I hung the cloak so it could dry off, or so the maids could wash it. I would normally do it myself, but I feared I would get yelled at if I messed up.

I noticed the maids paid little to no attention to me, other than making sure I was in good health. Their focus was on Hélios, I didn't mind it though. For once the attention wasn't on me. But the maids even often avoided my little window room, knowing that is where I was most days. I always managed to notice it was never not clean in the morning, meaning it was being cleaned and someone came inside to clean it.

I remembered that I wanted to ask Hélios if I could cool for him. A pork roast was always what I was praised the most for in my cooking. I tried to catch Hélios before he made it to his bedroom, “Hélios,” I said trying to get his attention “I wanted to make you a pork roast for when you returned, but I didn’t know if you would want to eat my cooking instead of the maids, so I just waited. I will make it tomorrow for dinner if you want me to cook it,” I said keeping my eyes down, knowing better than to look him in the eyes. He was a general after all, I am merely his wife and my only purpose is to bear children. There are maids to do all the chores and when children came along there would probably even be a special teacher to teach them as well.

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