Kiena awoke with a start. Breathing heavily she looked around her dark room honing in on reality.
“It was just a dream,” she whispered to herself sitting up. Leaning back against the wall, she rubbed her brow. Instant chill shook her, so she grabbed her shawl from beside her and wrapped it snuggly around her shoulders.
Rynn’s eyes were more intense everytime she dreamed of him. That glance at her after she’d blessed him and Acacia. They did not speak at his wedding, though she caught him looking at her. It was a sad, sympathetic sort of look. One that wished her as happy as he felt.
The concept cut at her. To think she did not make him as happy as Acacia did brought fresh tears to Kiena’s eyes.
“What is wrong with me?” Kiena beat her fist into her drawn knee.
Dawn was breaking. Blue and grey began to glow out her window. Her eyes drifted to it and she felt peace glint momentarily lifting her heavy heart.
Tendrils of fog swirled slowly just beyond the glass. Tiny crystals of ice had formed in a brilliant pattern on the bottom half of her circular four-paned window.
Kiena took a deep breath and settled deeper into the warming blankets.
Today the Winter Fae would arrive.
Maybe one of them are meant for me.
The thought caught Kiena off guard. She shook her head hiding her face. Not really sure why she should be embarrassed by her own thoughts when no one else was around.
Perhaps one with crystal blue eyes.
If she was going to entertain the thought, at least she’d make it pleasant.
“And sandy blonde hair,” she concluded the thought aloud. “Who loves winter as much as I do.”
Rynn’s green eyes flashed in her mind again. She curled tighter to fight against the image and the heartache brought with it.
This simply would not do. If Kiena was ever going to recover from her sadness, she had to stand up and just do it.
So Kiena stood. The winter bite reaching to her bones as she fumbled with the flint in her fireplace.