it's almost time

A week or two left and she would be a mother. The thought was scary, terrifying, and almost too much to bear. She thought about running away a few times but chalked it up to nerves. The encounter with the man at the border only fueled the hope that the Plunder would protect her children. They had protected Sparrow's. They had protected Gilgamesh and Modesty's. Maybe... Maybe she was blowing this out of proportion.

Eden was trying to tidy up the best she could. Making the den she didn't share with Ignis a second home, a more relaxed nursery. She didn't want him woken up in the middle of the night by squealing newborns. She lined the bedding with lavender to calm the little ones and herself. The bedding was a trek back to Fern Gully, sadly. She needed moss. More moss than the Plunder could give. She was careful to avoid trouble this time and was aware Ignis' companions watched over her.

She took comfort in this.

"Oh" she looked up, spying a form nearby "hello?" she paused "you can come in, if you like." They were at the mouth of the pseudo-nursery. She tried to smile, avoiding her nerves.