Time marched on to the beat of a self proclaimed drum and happenstance. These day's, hour's and minute's were spent in the arms of Belglade and all in which that entailed.
While a body flourished and swelled with new life, other's took on such a daily routine that it went along like a fine oiled instrument with no hint of it's cease. Day's were spent in the gardens, beach cliffs and surrounding property of the estate, while nights were spent more times than not, together, as a whole. Dinner's and the chasing of fireflies became the constant in this family that had been made up by threads floating in the spring breezes.
The boy's ran and ran, finishing their chores as quickly as possible, while the young ladies were tended to often by Shai. Their studies of literature and language key, they would make their parent's proud as they embarked on a journey towards their own womanhood. That was not to say their wasn't apprehension given by some. The opinion that women must be in their "place", was often approached but never really verbalized. To do so, would be a hypocrisy on every level there could possibly be.
It was not only a strong man that had enveloped all of them into a peaceful life, but also a strong woman. That was never forgotten, nor was it taken for granted.
At times, there was a certain sadness about Shai that could not be denied, for it filled her and seeped from her very pores. It was short lived and moreso kept behind closed doors to be dealt with.
While she yearned to walk with a carefree spirit into the woods, the furthest she got was to stare at the trees from their bedroom window. She did not dare embark upon such a thing, she couldn't. It would be with this resolve that the demon's would be dashed away....tucked into the farthest recesses that were her, and the hour's moved on without them for the now.
The sound of Kruger's laughter the driving point that kept things perfectly erect and in a wonderful frame, that simply dared anyone to trample upon it.
Together, they were melded to every stretch of the imagination. So it was when their suite door's were closed for the night, a simple smile lingered across Rochelle's lips and a content sigh filled her senses.
While a body flourished and swelled with new life, other's took on such a daily routine that it went along like a fine oiled instrument with no hint of it's cease. Day's were spent in the gardens, beach cliffs and surrounding property of the estate, while nights were spent more times than not, together, as a whole. Dinner's and the chasing of fireflies became the constant in this family that had been made up by threads floating in the spring breezes.
The boy's ran and ran, finishing their chores as quickly as possible, while the young ladies were tended to often by Shai. Their studies of literature and language key, they would make their parent's proud as they embarked on a journey towards their own womanhood. That was not to say their wasn't apprehension given by some. The opinion that women must be in their "place", was often approached but never really verbalized. To do so, would be a hypocrisy on every level there could possibly be.
It was not only a strong man that had enveloped all of them into a peaceful life, but also a strong woman. That was never forgotten, nor was it taken for granted.
At times, there was a certain sadness about Shai that could not be denied, for it filled her and seeped from her very pores. It was short lived and moreso kept behind closed doors to be dealt with.
While she yearned to walk with a carefree spirit into the woods, the furthest she got was to stare at the trees from their bedroom window. She did not dare embark upon such a thing, she couldn't. It would be with this resolve that the demon's would be dashed away....tucked into the farthest recesses that were her, and the hour's moved on without them for the now.
The sound of Kruger's laughter the driving point that kept things perfectly erect and in a wonderful frame, that simply dared anyone to trample upon it.
Together, they were melded to every stretch of the imagination. So it was when their suite door's were closed for the night, a simple smile lingered across Rochelle's lips and a content sigh filled her senses.