willing to budge yet, so she plopped down
on the ground cross legged. Apparently, they were about to have a
lengthy conversation. "Obviously, I was with Ash, training."
"Training, huh?" Gregore snorted.
"Yes, training. He showed me how to access Faerie,
and..."
"He what? Caislyn, do you not remember how they
threatened you? What were you thinking going there?"
"It's not like that. I'm not under threat right
now?"
"And why would they suddenly change their minds about
something like that?" One look at Caislyn's reddening face and
Gregore shook his head, "they think the baby might be his, so they
can't touch you?"
Caislyn nodded and watched as Gregore took a moment
to compose himself again. "I can't help what's already happened,
Greg." Caislyn plucked nervously at a few blades of grass that
sprouted up around her.
"No, you can't. That would be one thing, and I could
probably just get over it. It's the fact that you aren't trying to
keep it from happening again. I saw you guys out there today,
before you disappeared into Faerie. You had quite the little
picnick set up there for people who were supposed to be
training."
"Damn, Gregore! Ash had it all set up before I got
there. He said he wanted to make sure I had plenty to eat while we
trained so no one was getting mad about me not taking care of
myself." Caislyn tossed the blades of grass she had been plucking
from the ground. “I ate some food while I trained. If he hadn’t
brought it, I wouldn’t have even thought twice about needing to
feed myself or whoever’s baby this is inside of me. I swear, you
are both making me resent this whole thing. I can’t help what
happened. I can’t help the questions that are still hanging in the
air about who’s baby it is. I wish to God I could take it all back
and go back to a simpler time. I really do, because if you think
this is all fun and games for me, you are sadly mistaken, Gregore!”
Caislyn was crying now, quiet tears of frustration steadily
streamed down her face.
Gregore huffed in response and dropped his head into
his hands. Caislyn just watched, waiting for him to say or do
something more productive than sitting and pouting, once again.
"Seriously, Greg, what the hell do you want me to
do?"
"I want you to choose Caislyn. I want you to be a
grown up and make a decision. You can't have us both. I don't care
if that Fairy-ass..."
"Stop," Caislyn shouted.
"No! I won't stop. I don't care if he doesn't mind
sharing you, but I damn well do, and you have a choice to make,
Cais!"
"You aren't sharing me. Why can't you get it through
your head, we are training, Gregore! Nothing more. Nothing has
happened, since..."
"Since our wedding day? That's reassuring, Cais. And
it doesn't matter if nothing has happened, yet. He's just digging
his claws in slowly. He's smart Caislyn, and he is wrapping you
around his little finger every time he gets to crawl in bed with
you for "training” or every time you he takes you into Faerie to
dazzle you with the other world magic they have. Did it ever occur
to you that he is prolonging all this training to have more time
with you? You're a smart woman, Cais. I've seen you pick up stuff
that took other witches months to learn, and you did it in weeks.
Suddenly, it's taking forever for you to learn something new? I
don’t buy it!"
"It's not witchcraft, Greg. We're talking about Fey
powers that I haven't been able to use and play around with my
whole life. They've been bound. I am having to exercise them, just
like muscles that haven't been used. I am getting better., but
you're never around for me to talk to about that. What am I
supposed to say? Even if he is prolonging things, I still need him
till I get the hang of this."
"Why?"
"Jaxon."
"Oh, forget Jaxon! It's always something or someone
else with you, Cais. It's not your job to find and save everyone!
You can't even save your own marriage right now."
"If that's how you feel," Caislyn stood up from the
ground and turned her
on the ground cross legged. Apparently, they were about to have a
lengthy conversation. "Obviously, I was with Ash, training."
"Training, huh?" Gregore snorted.
"Yes, training. He showed me how to access Faerie,
and..."
"He what? Caislyn, do you not remember how they
threatened you? What were you thinking going there?"
"It's not like that. I'm not under threat right
now?"
"And why would they suddenly change their minds about
something like that?" One look at Caislyn's reddening face and
Gregore shook his head, "they think the baby might be his, so they
can't touch you?"
Caislyn nodded and watched as Gregore took a moment
to compose himself again. "I can't help what's already happened,
Greg." Caislyn plucked nervously at a few blades of grass that
sprouted up around her.
"No, you can't. That would be one thing, and I could
probably just get over it. It's the fact that you aren't trying to
keep it from happening again. I saw you guys out there today,
before you disappeared into Faerie. You had quite the little
picnick set up there for people who were supposed to be
training."
"Damn, Gregore! Ash had it all set up before I got
there. He said he wanted to make sure I had plenty to eat while we
trained so no one was getting mad about me not taking care of
myself." Caislyn tossed the blades of grass she had been plucking
from the ground. “I ate some food while I trained. If he hadn’t
brought it, I wouldn’t have even thought twice about needing to
feed myself or whoever’s baby this is inside of me. I swear, you
are both making me resent this whole thing. I can’t help what
happened. I can’t help the questions that are still hanging in the
air about who’s baby it is. I wish to God I could take it all back
and go back to a simpler time. I really do, because if you think
this is all fun and games for me, you are sadly mistaken, Gregore!”
Caislyn was crying now, quiet tears of frustration steadily
streamed down her face.
Gregore huffed in response and dropped his head into
his hands. Caislyn just watched, waiting for him to say or do
something more productive than sitting and pouting, once again.
"Seriously, Greg, what the hell do you want me to
do?"
"I want you to choose Caislyn. I want you to be a
grown up and make a decision. You can't have us both. I don't care
if that Fairy-ass..."
"Stop," Caislyn shouted.
"No! I won't stop. I don't care if he doesn't mind
sharing you, but I damn well do, and you have a choice to make,
Cais!"
"You aren't sharing me. Why can't you get it through
your head, we are training, Gregore! Nothing more. Nothing has
happened, since..."
"Since our wedding day? That's reassuring, Cais. And
it doesn't matter if nothing has happened, yet. He's just digging
his claws in slowly. He's smart Caislyn, and he is wrapping you
around his little finger every time he gets to crawl in bed with
you for "training” or every time you he takes you into Faerie to
dazzle you with the other world magic they have. Did it ever occur
to you that he is prolonging all this training to have more time
with you? You're a smart woman, Cais. I've seen you pick up stuff
that took other witches months to learn, and you did it in weeks.
Suddenly, it's taking forever for you to learn something new? I
don’t buy it!"
"It's not witchcraft, Greg. We're talking about Fey
powers that I haven't been able to use and play around with my
whole life. They've been bound. I am having to exercise them, just
like muscles that haven't been used. I am getting better., but
you're never around for me to talk to about that. What am I
supposed to say? Even if he is prolonging things, I still need him
till I get the hang of this."
"Why?"
"Jaxon."
"Oh, forget Jaxon! It's always something or someone
else with you, Cais. It's not your job to find and save everyone!
You can't even save your own marriage right now."
"If that's how you feel," Caislyn stood up from the
ground and turned her
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