Close together and far apart

She again tried to wipe away her tears, she couldn't see him, so far away and through the flood in her eyes. She nodded, she still needed to learn how to protect, herself and others, especially their children. The tests did what they needed, she nodded, but he was always going to marry her. So another flood of weeping overtook her, making her shoulders shake and her nose sniffle.

Her shuddering breaths were broken by shuddering sobs, as she steadied her breathing the gift fell from the sky as Thunder dropped it before her. She shook her head, tired of her own tearful display as she picked it up gingerly and began to open it.

She gasped as the light caught the carved fire opal bird, wings outspread, a fire at its tail, attached to a thick silver chain. A tearful laugh at the heaviness of it. It was perfect, a fine testament to their relationship. Placing it around her neck a shorter length, closer to her skin would hide under her fur and the opal firebird would hang freely on display over her chest on the longer length.

She held the bird and marveled at its fine craftsmanship.
She caught another tear before it fell, wiping it away she looked back up to Bas with a smile, Her warlord, and Fiance. She sniffed back the roller coaster of happy, awestruck, flustered tears.

"It's perfect." She said aloud as if her wearing it didn't say that itself. She'd wear it more often than her goggles, that was for sure.