Timestamp: 86th Autumn
Tagged: Khiara and Vanator
Dhanya had wondered if, after her life had changed, Endrykas would become a different place for her. She hadn't considered how robust the Drykas were to change. Aside from Kayiri, of course, though that was more his inner fire than a failing. He had adapted quickly and the rest didn't know enough about it to comment. They simply accepted that she had left without children and returned with laden arms.
Even Van's cousin, though she had raised an eyebrow, had not seemed bothered. Of course, her silent question remained unanswered in similar quietude. Dhanya had introduced her to the children and then asked if she could give Van a message to meet her on the next day.
She still felt cowardly, the thought of actually going to his tent with his two wives and talking to him about it, it was terrifying and upsetting. Dhanya was definitely not worthy of being Drykas stock, she was less able to deal with the emotional shift she was experiencing. Life had gone on without her, rushing forward. She hadn't thought of how things would change in her absence.
She would speak to Van because he had to know. He would have to acclimatise before anything else happened. Her children would know their father and come to like him because they would need him once she was gone. Not that she liked to think about that.
Dhanya walked home, two slings across her shoulders, moving away from the Denusk pavilion tents. She was already tired, now without assistance if the kids fell sick or woke twenty times during the night. She longed for the day when they would sleep entirely through a night. She thought of that and not of Khiara because she did not know how to feel.