Water Sports

Yes I know what that means, and 'NO" it is not intended for that, but I thought that it was a fitting title.

People wanted to know why I "LOVE" water so much, even in SL. Well I took a shower today, and decided to blog it.

Warmth and steam fluid release.
Calming and soothing in many degrees.
Graceful yet strong. With tiresome songs.
Mind is amidst as the world melts away.
Walls open up and the imagination forms.
Letting go of mortal coils and pain of the day before.
Reaching through the clouds of steam and finding
a lightly scented array of soap.
Washing away the stench of cities and dirt of the day.
Waking the mind and rising the flesh.
Hands wander and find tired kinks, massaging away
and release small moans of pain.
The mind drifts and the eyes close.
The the hands roam free.
Finding more places to release the senses.
Slowly. fluidly, sensually, lulling across the vast sea of flesh.
Steam filling the lungs as the face grows flush and body responds.
Leaning slightly to the side.
Mind finds a plane of existence outside this small enclousure.
Wondering through time and space. Hearing the rush of a familiar sound.
Waterfalls and meadows stream in vision as the mind walks and and ponders.
Slowly rising and falling with the rush of sound something brings the mind back.
Snaps it into place.
A pulling of sensation as the hands continue to massage and find places among the flesh.
Quietly interrupting the imagination.
Mind fighting to float to wonder off, but the body refuses to wonder.
It grows close to its center as the mind grows blank.
Small colors form as the body goes ridged.
Steam soothing
Water rushing
Mind is numb climbing through waves of peace and a newed strength
Muscles release and arms outstretched hold in place as the body releases hidden secrets and bonds
Fully grasped inside this world.
Nothing can touch it.
Nothing can find it.
For that moment I am truly at peace.

Falling under and sinking

I don't know if anyone in SL goes through this, but I have been undergoing some interesting feelings in SL lately. There is something that I have the ability to do, and that is search and monitor aura, and energy. I can see it in RL, and feel it's connective energy like a surge. I have meet a few people that were able to give you some high amount, but one always called out. When I meet Creag I felt a surge that went straight to the core. Like a graceful S.O.S. It was quiet refreshing. Yet I pulled from it. So as I moved on apparently so did Creag. We eventually found each other again.

It was like no matter how hard I pulled the more he reached out engulfing me. It was becoming quiet irresistible. So I was pulled in like a moth to flame, but with every great love story there is a dark side to all things. My mother (Lilith) had other plans for me. When I was born she betrothed me to my brother. Don't ask, my mother did not believe in outside afars. But with the strength of my father (Camael) I trudged on. Resisting her will. I hid in Heaven. Till it was my time to go and help mankind. But before that day came I made a soul. Which is the job of angels. I guess you can say we have to earn our keep. (Smiles)

So I wanted to create something in my likeness. I never created another for I put so much effort into this soul that I never wanted to lose myself like that again. So I created a Fae. A true being of light and dark. Neutral yet because of my mother being darkness I placed my darkest forms of energy inside this being. Which made him unseelie. (sighs) I guess a way to release the negativity in my heart so that I could be truly free. As I released this soul unto the earth I was at peace for a short time. Till it was my time to depart. I ascended to earth and found my brother waiting.

For quiet some time he tried to persuade me of my mother's will. Each time I turned away. Each time he came back. Stronger more persistent. As I grew from him. I learned many trials, and turns of the hate and darkness that was man. But I also noticed the more man turned from me, the more I pushed back. The day my husband asked to marry me. I sent a letter to my brother asking him to come. He had not talked to me in a long time, so I had thought that he had let the things of the past move on. Not only did he not speak with me but he even married. So I was sure that he would never pursue me again. But he never responded to my invitation. So I was married and living a very fruitful life. Yet something set me off. Something came to me with such force that not even the love of my husband could stop it. My mother had found a way to posses me. Finding ways to feed on man and leaving me to wake in fields and even strange dark caves. Finally she drew the last straw. She attacked my husband.

He did what any Fae would do. Lock away all the darkness and hold the key. He took out my soul to make sure that I would not lose the best part of myself, and placed it next to his throne. As time grew his uncle found out of this, and sent for my essence. But Creag would not have it. So he sent my body knowing that his uncle would not harm what he thought was the vessel to a Heavenly light. Purest of all power.

Well I was tired wandering around as a soul so I decided to visit my brother. GODS how I regret it. He told me about how I dishonored the family and how he is about to take over all in his path. How he will collar me, and make me his. Well I warned my husband of such events, and well let me just say we have one very pissed of Fae King. Well my brother threatens to kill my husband and my husband is ready to mount his head on a pike. Well we will see how things go. I think I am going to keep my angelic butt home though. It seems that things are going to be dark, but I will not confront such a task yet. I trust my husbands judgment and I leave it in his capable hands.

Took Again...

I took the test again, this time slower to make sure all was correct. So here it is. (smiles)

You are The Star
Hope, expectation, Bright promises.
The Star is one of the great cards of faith, dreams realised
The Star is a card that looks to the future. It does not predict any immediate or powerful change, but it does predict hope and healing. This card suggests clarity of vision, spiritual insight. And, most importantly, that unexpected help will be coming, with water to quench your thirst, with a guiding light to the future. They might say you're a dreamer, but you're not the only one.

My beautiful Boy

My kid dedicated this to me. I cried my little eyes out.

Flyleaf "Broken Wings"

Thank you for being such a friend to me
Oh I pray a friend for life,
And have I ever told you how much you mean to me?
Oh you're everything to me
Thinking all the time how to tell you what I feel,
Contemplating phrases....I'm gazing at eternity,
I am floating in serenity...

And I am so lost for words
And I am so overwhelmed

Please don't leave just yet
Can you stay a moment please
We can dance together
We can dance forever

Under your stars tonight
We'll live and breathe this dream

So close your eyes, but don't dream too deep
And please pass me some memories
And when I fall you're underneath
1000 broken hearts, carried by 1000 broken wings

(I dedicated this back to everyone that was ever there for me in the time of need)

Flyleaf "There for you"

Sometimes I'm a selfish fake
You're always a true friend
I don't deserve you
'Cause I'm not there for you
Please forgive me again

I wanna be there for you
Someone you can come to
Runs deeper than my bones
I wanna be there for you
I wanna be there for you

Swirling shades of blue
Slow dancing in your eyes
Sun kisses the earth
And I hush my urge to cry

I wanna be there for you
Someone you can come to
Runs deeper than my bones
I wanna be there for you
I wanna be there for you

'Cause I hear the whispered words
In your masterpiece beautiful
You speak the unspeakable through
I love you too

I wanna be there for you
Someone you can come to

I wanna be there for you
And be someone you can come to
The love runs deeper than my bones
I wanna be there for you

How interesting

You are The Star

Hope, expectation, Bright promises.

The Star is one of the great cards of faith, dreams realised

The Star is a card that looks to the future. It does not predict any immediate or powerful change, but it does predict hope and healing. This card suggests clarity of vision, spiritual insight. And, most importantly, that unexpected help will be coming, with water to quench your thirst, with a guiding light to the future. They might say you're a dreamer, but you're not the only one.

What is a picture truly Worth?

I was just thinking about this earlier. What is a picture truly worth. Is is the person inside the picture? Or the care of the photographer? Who knows. All I know is that I was looking at this picture today, and something just struck me. I really like this picture. Not because I am riddled in tattoos, or that I am looking a certain way. But what it means. How I feel when I look through the eyes of the person that took it, and saw something there that I had forgotten so many years ago.

I am writting a book on this character, yet I can't help but get sucked in. Every part of me wants to move on an cause turmoil in this girls path, yet another part of me wants to just relax, and enjoy that perfect life this angel has been lucky to get.

I will admit her life is far from perfect but her events are quiet gracious. She has much to be proud of. No I do not talk of Algarond, or Gamilia, or even her titles. Her family. That is what I seek to adjust my angelic light upon. The ones that pray, and honor her with great strides. The ones that even out of SL stop and think of her as though she is apart of them. The ones that have taken the time to see threw thoughs eyes.

I think I am the only angel with Green eyes. How ironic. I guess that is something about me in RL that I can never hide even in SL. It is apart of me as clear as water, and as strong as the summer breeze. So much can be seen in my eyes. So much I wish to share with the world. Yet I find each and everyday I too discover much of myself.

I have found that I am not a strong writer, but I love it. So I will continue to do so. Even if I don't have any readers. I know of a few people that see me for who I truly am, and they are all that I need in my life. I care strongly for my family. I pray they know I am always there watching and smiling down on them. For even know all I have is right here. Yesterday is History. Tomorrow is a mystery, but now is FOREVER!

So when you look at someone and smiles, and you tell them that you will love them forever. You are right. For NOW, right NOW! You are true to your heart, for there is not other day. No other light, no other form of place. I only pray that each memory I submit I will get to re live, reform, reknow. Because there is nothing like the feeling of being apart of something.

I have great pride, and I find that even in my weakest moments I will always shine. Because I have made from the smallest grain of sand. Yet when I was born lightening struck it. What happens when you heat up sand? It forms glass. Crystal clear prisoms of color shining like a thousand rainbows. That is what my heart is. Brillance in greatness. Going every which way. But someone found it, and before they asked for anything they offered a gift. A great gift. A piece of themselves. Before they ever even asked me for a taste of what I had to offer in return. To me that is true and unending faith in the human heart. For our soul is the greatest gift of all.

I will cherish such a gift til the end of my being, and even then I will rise again, like the pheonix. Yet I feel that at the end of this journey I will be at peace. True summerland of hope. I will rest soon, and until then I ride the waves of force, and watch for the outcome. I just pray I can take as many with me on this ride. So that they too can know the unblinding faith I speak of.

May Diane bless this eve.

Love,
Jennidia

A day of pure light

Well as I never thought that things could get any worse. For some reason the electric company rejected my check. So yikes. OUT OF INTERNET and MY DAMN LAB TOP craped on me. So I have officially moved back in with my mother. GODS. I haven't lived here since I was 17. WOW years and years ago. My son is laying down for a nap with my mom so I have some time to relax and visit my hubby. GODS I MISS HIM! Creag is the only thing in my life keeping me sane right now.

I was walking last night, and you will not believe this. But I looked up and I had wondered into this park called Creag's Park. I was like GODS I am losing it. So I wondered through and planted around this beautiful lake in the middle was some gorgeous purple Iris's. I mean how ironic is that. I don't know if it is healthy to think of someone so much. But damn it. It makes me happy so you can kiss my shinny butt. (smiles).

Well I wish you all the best, and keep praying, for I am getting some were soon. I hold you all in my heart. Thank you again for everything.

Love,
Jennidia

YAY

I lost my labtop or a while. But I worked on it, and well here it is. Up and running. Passwords open, and working. SO YAY! I get to write a blog. So well this is just an update, but man did I miss my labtop.

Hugs,
Jennidia

Memories

I was going through my attic today. Doing some well needed house cleaning, and well I found some of my ex husbands painting. My ex husband used to paint me. Don't ask me why. Well I found one that caught me off guard. I had forgotten how wonderful his work was. There was one that I remember fondly. He refused to finish it because he said that he could not fully capture me in the piece and he was about to throw it away when I stopped him. I am glad that I did. So I grabbed up and scanned it real quick for you all to see. I made sure to leave the lower part out for I was *ahem* nude. So here is a painting of well ME!

Face Behind The Mask

Funny how you look at yourself and see so much, but you look into your soul, and are dumb founded. Like a wave of endless emotions. We all put on a mask to hid the array of emotion emitting from ourselves. But sometimes what we don't realize is that mask is more apart of who we really are then the face itself. Imagine that for a minute, and truly think.

If you could touch that part of who you created would you not feel truly whole. Like a missing part. Well I have found that part of myself. Deep inside I know it is there, and I intend to wear that mask with the greatest of smiles. For I know even though I hide the flesh the soul still shines.

Fire and Oil

The day before her wedding her nerves get the best of her. Her Arch Oracle sends for her as he begins to finish the arrangements. Still not have spoken to her betrothed. She is worried. She does not know if he will marry her, and nor does he know that the Simbul has forbid her to wed. She speaks to the Arch Oracle of her meeting with the Simbul, and how she must wait. He nods and agrees that the Queen was right. She gives him a quick hug as she decides to wonder through the garden. As she does her betrothed steppes out of the woods to greet her with a prolonged sigh. Not sure of his stance she stands there watching patiently. He knows her pain, and speaks gently not to frighten or alarm her. Clearing his throat he speaks,"I love you, and nothing will change that. Let us go to the Simbul, and tell her the child is mine. We can be together and live happy." Her heart sings in joy at his care and love, but then a dread fill her. "I can't live a lie. I must be true. It is my nature. I will fall if I live a life of sin. I cannot deny a man his child. He will return wishing to know his son."Stepping back she is lost in her words. Screaming at herself she wants to stop her tongue, but it is too late. The angelic being inside her speaks of pure faith and honor, and nothing not even the heart can stop that. "I am sorry M'Lord, but I cannot marry you. It would be wrong" Body dieing inside to her own words she stands there strong and broken.

Watching his face he nods in understanding. He gives her a kiss goodbye and wonders back into the woods. Lost as she never saw him again. Pained she too began to lose herself along the garden. Mind whirling and body convulsing, she drops to the ground. Screaming of her pain and her heart torn into two. She lays in the grass never wanting to stand or move as a hand touches her back. She goes rigged laying there not moving. "It is hard to find your strength, but it is there" hearing the voice she looks back she seeing the Arch Oracle kneeling next to her. Oh how she despised him. Oh how he was so full of knowledge and no heart. A heart to his Goddess is all he knows. Oh how she felt remorse, and fear of a man that could not love a woman. Seeing her face he laughs, and sits down next to her.

"You know that the Goddess knows that face very well." smiling he sits there letting her slowly recover her heart. She sits up looking at him as he just watches her. "Why can't I love Evanie as much as you do. So much that even your heart is true to her." she says softly looking at him. Laughing he touches her hand. "Because you were not made to love as I am. No one is made to love the same. Someday you too will love as I do. But as you will always know Evanie love you too" smiling with a tear running down her face she squeezes his hand thanking him for his knowledge and wisdom. After an afternoon sitting on the ground, and speaking to her greatest friend. He lightly stands with a smiles. "Well Jennidia I must be going back to the temple and clean up the mess. It was great speaking with you as it always is. Take care of that child, and don't move so fast that your heart doesn't even know what you body is doing." embracing her in a quick hug, and he was off. Just as quick as he appeared.

Standing herself she moves to her clouds. Sitting and thinking she lets herself slide into sleep. Letting her mind wander off to a peaceful place. As she awaits to the music of the sunrise she moves along her clouds not really wishing to see earth. So she spends the day watching her brother and sisters dance and play among Heaven in glorious waves of white, and gold. She smiles for she knew her sister of dance was always looking for a show, she pulls her harp and joins in the festivities. Strumming to the beat of her sisters feet, she moves faster lossing her thought of her earthly problems. The day moves on and the sun sets. She moves back to her cloud and silently lays her head to rest. She awakes to a strange calling in the night with a jerk of her robes. She descents not knowing of such commotion. Hearing a cry for help she quickly moves to the fortress. Two angels were fighting a dragon. A DRAGON mind you. Peaceful creatures then were known to be. She stands in awe confused and tired. This dragon seems to have lost its mind. As she watches in horror it quickly takes one angels, and with a swift motion is cuts her wings off without even a care. Before Jennidia could even react she was screaming in terror. "NO!...." Feeling a pull around her stomach she is lifted in the air. Squirming and screaming she pleads for whoever that held her to let her go. It was the Arch Oracle's voice she heard next. "Nay sister you must not fight, this is not our place."

"NO! Let me go Arv-"screaming at him and trying to get his arms off her. "Nay Jennidia I WILL NOT!" He screams back pained that she does not seem to care for her child. Hearing his pain she goes limp and lets them ascend to heaven. Not sure of her hate, her rage or her sisters safely she cries and is unable to move. So much has gone wrong. So much darkness. The Arch Oracle sat her on a cloud and looked at her. Speaking with a stern voice "Will you stay and not leave? I cannot have you endangering this child." she hears his plea and nods. "Nay I will not go." He smiles and gives her a hug, and descends the clouds to watch the fight, and to assist if need be.

Sleep follows her again as nightmares begin to from. She tosses and turn in her sleep and awakes to a pain in her stomach. Fear crosses her mine as her eyes fly open. Slowly moving her trembling hands along her stomach she feels a spasm in her belly. Curling in a ball she rocks back and forth praying for her child as she begins to sing to it. The spasm slows to a painful dull, and relax. Sighing in great relief she relaxes into sleep again. Dreaming of a beautiful cherub with long white hair, and gorgeous lavender eyes.

Smiling she awakes to a dove peering down at her. She sees the note attacked and quickly unwinds it. "I am home." Her heart jumps as she notices the handwriting. She sends the bird off and descends the heavens. Landing quietly on the roof she peers down on the balcony. There stood a gorgeous fae watching the birds and pondering to himself. She smiled as she watched him wondering if she should come down. Hearing a small laughter he speaks softly. "You know..You can sit there all day and I will still stand here waiting for you to come down." Blushing she slowly slides off the rooftop and lands behind him. Still holding his stance and watching the birds she composes herself folding her wings behind her. A small sigh escapes him as he touches the banister and leans forward. "So I hear you are getting married". Shaking her her head she speaking one word softly. "Nay.." The fae continues to stand as he hears her word. Nodding he slowly turns. Facing her and watching her face to see if she speaks the truth. "Why not?" He spoke with a questing in his eyes. "Because I could not live a lie M'lord" she spoke softly still unsure of her place on the balcony. "And what might I ask is a lie to this angel" crossing his arms and watching her. "A lie is to be unfaithful to the truth, and keeping a oath that was given" she speaks her words and looks down. "Then keeping a oath has saddened you. I am at a lost for words" he speaks peering at her disconcerting stance.

"I will keep my word, and never be false to it again as not keeping it has pained me in great ways." she says closing her mouth now not to speak another word. He smiles and takes her hand. "No need to be so unconformable. I am merely seeking what you seek in life." laughing he lifts her gaze from the floor and looks at her. "I have been away for far to long to see my angel suffer so. I promise to not leave like that again." looking at his eyes as she sees truth she is confused and lost. Still not sure of herself she does not speak. Laughing again as he watches her face he hold her hand close to him. "You must not look so sad. It is not befitting and angel such as yourself,"

A light passes through her as she begins to smile. "You always did have a way with words" smiling softly. He hold onto her hand a bit tighter and looks deep into her eyes. Shaking his head as he sighs. "Nay I am only as wise as you make me, for my soul was yours to begin with." Eyes become wide as she peers at him not sure what he meant, yet understanding fully. Watching his eyes as she feels his grip pull her closer. He wraps her in a deep kiss before she had a word to say. Heart begins to pound in her ears as she is lost in his embrace unable to move. All fear from her mind leaving her as she feels him slowly release her but still holding her hand to him. Slowly kneeling he does not lose her hand from his fingers. Removing from his pocket was a beautiful and intricate pouch. Loosening it he lays it across his knee for leverage to untie the strings. Removing a beautiful and even large emerald diamond ring. Lost in his action she can't move. Placing her right hand on her chest she is feeling faint. He looks up to her and speaks with a very sure tone. Telling her of all things that she has done for him, and how he is lost without her beside him. Knowing her answer before he even moved from her she kneels down next to him without a hesitation. Speaking in a very strong voice that she didn't even know she had. "No man especially my husband shall never bow before me. Aye. I will marry you" tears fill her eyes as he smiles places the ring on her left ring finger.

Relaxing after all the excitement they decide to spend the evening together making plans of the future, and enjoying one another's company. Falling asleep in his arms she knows of no other place that her heart would be.

Letting go of Character Basics

HA! I gave up for a minute. I had to write a blog that we predominately well, ME! I had been thinking about this contemplation for sometime, and thought well. I guess it wouldn't hurt. I have a very broad sense of humor, and find myself with puns not even my own dog recognizes. So I think to myself "Hmm...I wonder who we can mess with today." I am a 24 woman living in a well older woman point of view. My own mother sees me as her best friend, and I find myself scolding her then me. She takes pride in the fact that everyone thinks she is my older sister, but hey what are parents for by to lead you by the hand all the way to the end. Well their end that is.

I am well a noob still in SL. As much as I hate to admit it, I have found that I know nothing of this world but my own tongue. I am quick with access the moments in time to suit my needs, but I never grasp the concept of time. Well there is technically no time in SL, but the time you put forth inside. I have found myself engrossed in Aglarond so deeply, that I haven't even placed myself were I need to be. I am not suggesting that I don't need to be there, I just need to find a vacation spot to were I can well hang my halo for the night.

My roommate and forthright friend of all time, has wondered in this reality with me and has found herself wondering. Unable to be sucked in to Aglarond she enlightens herself with pastimes of school, and teaching. Unlike myself which I exasperatingly need to trudge towards. Has begun a serious of enchanting tales to wield at my own demise.

Such a pity to find my husband in RL devastated by such a notion of me taking a liking to a place is merely aghast at his own inability to simply log in. His computer can't handle the software so he moved on to other forms of enjoyment. The wonderful world of W.o.W. (World of Warcraft) has become my husbands greatest tool. He spends hours on it plains as I stare in wonderment of mine.

SL is a place were I can truly be we the only thing I can be (me). As I wonder though the lands of many I decide like every other av must do and think of a world all my own. So thus Evanie was born. Creating Evanost. A land only time will build for SL is not cheap. A couple of choice friends and a great knowledgeable 16 years old kid, has taken me by surprise as he opens the doors the temple. I am in ow of his timing, and his ability to consume textured information.

He gives me the keys of life as I find my true home. Moving along the smoothness of the floor I feel myself slip into SL more. (GODS) how I hate becoming obsessed with a pix elated ovarian of life, and falseness of reality, but how the human mind takes pleasure in the simplest of complexity.

Well time drones on as it always does. Again time has no meaning in SL as the stairs wind and unfold before me. Spreading my av's wings I fly through a window and stand on the roof. Who needs stairs when you have wind to fill your feathers. *Sighs* what an emotion of falsified ruins. How does one become lost int he rise and fall of a sunset that only takes 15 to 20 minutes to reload. Well I stare in wonder at the graphic solarium of stars. What beauty...

Well I am growing quiet tired as I had a very stressful weak with what we call a griefer. He almost got me too. Well I will move forward onto the next chapter of Jennidia as this Jennidia moves to her RL bed.

chaio'
Jennidia

Ice and Rain

As her wedding approaches she finds that she is very weak. She goes to the doctors of her land, for an angel knows of now sickness. The doctors take a look at her, and smiles. "Oh dear, you are with child." the midwives shake her head as she walks away. Standing there the angels is beside herself. Heart in joy, but shattered in a million pieces. Only one man has touched her. ONLY ONE, and he is GONE. What is she going to do. How is her betrothed going to handle this. How is SHE going to live with this knowledge alone. She tells her Arch Oracle, and makes him vow a cry of silence, but before she even leave the temple he sends a parchment to the man to warn him of her sickness, and her future. Worried for her safety he only wishes what is best for her, but not sure of her decisions in her state of mind.

She wonders looking for a way to tell her betrothed, for she can't lie to him. An angel falls without her honor, and truth of light. He walks from the darkness with a smile, and wraps his arms around her trembling body. He looks into her eyes, and sees her pain. He back up lightly and holds her at arms length. "Oh pray tell me dear, what has worried my pour angels heart?" She peers back at him hearing her heart screaming to her to tell him the truth. "M'Lord, I must speak to you of things to come." he nods, and motions for her to have a seat. She does with a nod, and begins to speak lightly.

She tell him of her encounter with her friend, and how she has been touched, and how her heart grieved for him. How she was raped by another, and how......how...how she boars a child. His eyes fill with pain, and he looks the other way. Unable to look upon her. He feels his heart breaking in two as he stand. Tears filling his eyes he looks down, making sure she does not see.

"I love you, but I must go" he walks off lightly and into the darkness. She stands there feeling her heart grow cold. Feeling ice shards enter her body like cold water filling her veins. Hating her every being. Feeling like she had destroyed herself. Mean while the Fae that is to return has sent the Queen word of his arrival, and how he deserves the right to fight for his family, and love. He pleads to her of how he does not wish to leave a child alone. How he wants to be apart of this small one unlike his father. Worried that he will turn into his father he hasten his paste. Morning forward and making time. HE WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS. As she awaits in heaven she touches her stomach lightly thinking of what her child will looks like. Wondering if she will marry.
A dove flutter down with grace, and she notices the seal upon the parchment. "THE QUEEN?" she was in shock, hands were shaking as she opened the letter. All it said was "COME AT ONCE" She held it to her chest as fear rushed to her, and she descended the clouds to await her simbuls words. As she entered the thrown room the Simbul motioned her to cross the room to sit at her feet. She bowed lightly folding her wings under her robes. Gracefully walking to her Queens side she hides her fear. The queen looks down on her with a great sadness in her eyes. "Jennidia, I have heard that you have a lover awaiting you. Is this true?" Looking at the parchment clutched in the hands of the Simbul she noticed the worn edges, and know it was from HIM. She looks to the Simbul and nods. "Aye my Queen I do, or did" not sure of her answer she looks down. The Simbul nodding she takes Jennidia's face and moves it to look up at her. and watches her eyes. She speak with a faint yet strong will manor. "Are you with child, and is it this mans that has come to call?" Fear again filling her heart she nods without a word. Unable to speak she lets her mind slip away awaiting to be sent away or thrown in jail. She hears a great sigh escape the Simbul as she leans into her thrown letting the angel sit next to on the steps a minute. "Well Jennidia, the wedding must wait. We must not make haste on such a strong emotion of events." Jennidia goes to protest but understands the Simbul's words. Nodding she stands. Bowing again she ask to leave. The Simbul nods having many things to complete herself she lets the Angel depart knowing that her words were pain enough.

Jennidia wonders through the night as she does not know what to do. The next day she awakes to hear that the angel that desecrated her was torn from the sky in a war that he could not stop. As she holds the letter close happy he got his judgment she still felt like he did not get the full judgment knowing one day he will return. Thoughts rushing from her mind her Leopard calls to her. She goes to him with a smile. Happy to think of something other then the heart. She walks with him through the woods, and watching him chase after mice, and rodents. Happy to be among a friend she decides to confide in him. Not telling him to much, but telling him of the Simbul's decision. He agreed that there was a lot going on, and that she needed time to think, but after that he feel silent, and told her that her betrothed cried to him of her all night, and of her pain caused by another angel. She nodded listening unable to truly respond.

He licked her face, and pured to her lightly. Laying atop her feet she let her mind wander, as she watched him sleep. Maybe it will be okay. But all she knew is that this child was hers, and no one would take that away from her.