Caught Up

As just happens some days, both Serith and Tirith's changing hormones were running rampant on the same day. It made for a rather unpleasant atmosphere between the two of them. I heard from Renduil and Rion when the four of them got home from school that my girls had been bickering with each other all day during class. I should have known it was coming, but that tension grew into one huge argument. Tirith started it off by making the wonderful decision to steal Serith's homework and copy it instead of doing the work herself.

PGC Round 2 Update #7

Capella aged up into a beautiful teen. I really wonder how she managed to turn out so pretty considering her mother really wasn't all that nice looking, lol.

Hamal wasn't please with her new appearance though. It wasn't noticeable when she was a child, but he took one look at Capella and thought it looked like she hadn't ever eaten. He actually got angry at her for it, demanding to know why she was so horribly skinny. He had expected a beautiful and strong vampire daughter. She looked sickly. Despite him ragging on her, Capella maintained her patience pretty well.

She reminded him that though she was half human, she is indeed half vampire. While she can survive on human food, some part of her also requires blood- something she's never had.  It's why she isn't properly nourished. He would have known that if he had spent any quality time talking to her before. Hamal didn't really respond to that, but did procure a large amount of blood packets for Capella to drink. Getting her first taste of blood, Capella couldn't stop. She began to put on a bit more weight.

Radiant, Pure, and Lovely

The more time that passed after ada and Leroi's encounter, the harder it became to look ada properly in the eye. Similarly to how ada knew I had children but didn't realize I was a true mother, he knew I had had intercourse but never really believed it to be reality. Now that reality is hitting him hard. He's facing the same troublesome emotions Eloril fought with, but is doing it silently. He wants to protect me so badly. He wants to keep me as that little girl from his memories forever. Then he only gets hurt more when he sees I can't ever be that girl again.

I'm almost positive that Eloril noticed what was going on even though ada and I never spoke to him about the issue. Why else would I accidentally see the two talking seriously together, and then the next time I see ada he's forcing himself as best as he can to act completely normal? He started looking me in the eye again. He also came to talk and joke with me while he watched me do my writing.

Embarrassment

It's taken the last few months, but I can say with confidence now that we've all adjusted to this new situation we're in. For the most part. The never-ending loud noises and unavoidable run-ins that occur in the house, coupled with my decreased patience because of my pregnancy, sometimes cause me to really slip every now and again. I have no choice but to leave the house and go somewhere else to stop me from doing something really stupid. When I calm down and get a grip on my senses, I'm always greeted with warm smiles, hugs, and a lot of love when I return. That is all I need to make everything bearable.

What has also helped is that ada worked past that uncomfortable and unsure stage he was in when he first arrived. Now he acts just like he does when we're at our home. With his and Eloril's personalities, I feel like I've simply added two more big kids to my count of children. The two of them never stop playing. In truth, them playing with my children is what helps the most. Lomaraniel, Serith, Tirith, Renduil, and Rion love having the extra attention.

Although now that I look at ada more, I realize the way he is here is the most carefree I've ever seen him. I assume this is because he doesn't have to worry or stress himself out over dealing with all his duties that he must do to watch over our land. He's also surprised me, because he hasn't tried at all to be a parent to my children. He will help to keep them in line. However, he is so far refusing to interfere with how I'm trying to raise them despite his own personal opinions.

PGC Round 2 Update #6

Even though the maid has little other to do than make a couple beds and put dishes in the dishwasher, he seems to always fail cleaning up the nursery. So many times he'll say he's done, and hasn't even gone into the room. The family pays good money for his work, but Alshain is still left to clean up the worst of the mess. The poor guy can't catch a break.

Though Capella is the source of the nastiness he has to deal with, Alshain loves taking care of his niece. Those glowing, bright blue eyes of hers certainly are charming. Alshain isn't sure if she's just that adorable, or if it's her vampire seduction powers taking root.

The Arrival

It never fails. Each time I go outside, or simply look out the window, I fully expect to see Eloril coming down the sidewalk. He told me he would be here around this general time period, but who knows what kind of delays he may run into. As long as he doesn't bring another space-born foreign baby with him, I suppose I can accept whatever can happen. I greatly fear any delay from him though. I'm already terrified enough as it is. Some part of me can't stop believing that the letters from Eloril are actually from the man who took and burnt the previous ones. What if he's merely pretending to be Eloril to set me up for disappointment?

However, it really can't be that way. The letters are in Eloril's handwriting. Even if that man could copy his style, there would be no way he would know how to fluently write in elvish characters like the letters sent to me were in. Every rational part of me tells me that it's only my nerves getting the best of me. I just wish it was as simple as it sounds to ignore those nerves.

New Look

It's probably pretty obvious to anyone who has visited this blog at least once before, but I've finally gotten around to updating to a nice looking template instead of one of the defaults provided by Blogger. I've gone through a couple so far, and since this is the one I like best for the moment, it's the first to get a trial run. The lone issue I have with it so far is that the search box in the right column is not where it's supposed to be. It's not for me anyway. I have a very wide screen resolution so please let me know if the search box is either correct or misplaced for you. Also, please leave your other thoughts as well. Do you like this template? Is it easy enough to navigate? Would you like to see some other designs? Any input would be super stupendous. Naturally, I'll be tweaking things here and there so please forgive any spasms the blog looks like it's having.

Happy reading,

~Kelsey

Axel

Ever since Lomaraniel had her birthday, she's gained the same affinity for sculpting that Fiendir has. I'm certainly glad to see that the shed is getting some use again. I was considering either having it taken down or remodeled into something more useful. The timing of Mara's birthday was perfect. I'll have to invite Fiendir over soon to give his sister some tips and instruction to help her improve even more.

PGC Round 2 Update #5

With Hamal getting friendly with so many of the women in the city, and Ara constantly off improving her skills for her career, Alshain was pretty lonely being the only one in the house all day. Well, most of the day. There was always that time when the maid stopped by to clean. Alshain got to know her over time, and one day took the initiative to really get to know her. Unfortunately, she was replaced by some other guy a couple days later.

Hamal invited Morrigan Hemlock over instead of going to her house like he normally does with the other women he meets. She had some issues when she was leaving. Just what exactly happened between her and Hamal?

Burnt Letters

The calm pace the house had before Serith and Tirith's birth is pretty much gone. I'm running all over the place trying to keep things in order. A bit unfortunately, now a lot of the quality time I spend with Elwen, Meldiron, and Lomaraniel happens mostly at meal times. The only thing that stops me from feeling too horrible about it is that they're also very busy with their own school activities. It's not entirely my fault that we can't all be in the same place at the same time.

Meldiron and Mara love to tell me what they learn and do in school. Mara is already at the top of her class though she's just started school. She's definitely going to be a force to reckon with. Her teachers, and even the principal, have suggested to me that I spend her to a specialized, higher-style school. While they tell me this with Mara's best interest in heart, I know the best thing is for her to stay at home with the rest of us. Mara hates the idea of going to some place like a boarding school anyway.

PGC Round 2 Update #4

While I was extremely glad to finally have our first heir, having four toddlers in the house was no easy task. Things only managed to work out well because Rigel had most of the week ever since he reached the top of his career. It didn't matter how badly he complained- he and Arasa were teaching Alshain, Hamal, and Ara from nearly dusk to dawn. They left the maid to take care of cleaning the potties. However, sometimes a mess just couldn't be avoided. As you can see above, two of the three potties were overflowing nastiness onto the floor. Rigel and Arasa went to bed exhausted after cleaning up as best they could.

Snowflake Day

We finally have a bit of variation in this household now that my new daughter, Lomaraniel, has been born. I feel as if I can safely say that we won't be having another fair-haired, green-eyed child to add to the count. When I told him that, Derrek actually bet me that the universe would give Lomaraniel fair hair and green eyes just to mess with me. I took the bet, but now I'm secretly worried that what Derrek said will come true and the universe will mess with me.

PGC Round 2 Update #3

For some reason, Rigel and Arasa had trouble conceiving their next child. They had to Try for Baby around seven times I believe before I got the melody confirming the pregnancy. They were finally able to go to bed, and as I zoomed around the hose waiting for the next day to arrive I stumbled across this (creepy) little guy. It seems Rigel and Arasa'a woohooing has some magical gnome summoning powers. I sold him for the 1000 Simoleons.

Forever Separated

It really is interesting how things work out sometimes- like how a person you meet for the first time whom you think you want to avoid at all costs becomes a dear friend. Naturally, I am referring to Lar. I gave him a chance to impress me after his not so wonderful first impression, and now I can't believe that I ever wanted him to go away.

Unfortunately, he is only in Aurora Skies for a few more weeks. He is a photographer who is always on the move. While he does have an apartment back in his hometown, it's only a couple days out of the year that he is actually there. The rest of the time Lar is off seeing the world taking pictures for some big magazine the children have heard of but that I knew nothing of. Lar gave me a couple copies to look at, and I was amazed to find out that almost a third of all the pictures in each were taken by him. He explained that he usually is in one place for only a couple days in order to be able to take so many pictures of so many places, but that he requested more time here since he felt he hadn't captured the perfect photograph of this place yet.

Lar Smith

There are so many things to love about this town- the peaceful atmosphere, the beautiful landscape, the gorgeous night sky, and so many that I can't mention them all. However, one of my most absolute favorite features has to be the community garden. I'm able to get all the fresh fruits and vegetables that I love to cook with, and it's not quite as much work as having a garden in our own yard. Right now almost everything is in full bloom, and with the end of summer approaching there's only more goodies to anticipate.

Speaking of the end of summer approaching, I thought it would be a good idea to do something special.