August 28, 2013 by Lyn
Friday, May 14, 2004
If it had been magic that Evie had let Olifur “borrow” Eluned the Friday before, it was nothing sort of miraculous that she did it two Fridays in a row.
Eluned had explained it as briefly as possible to her Keeper, even more briefly than her explanation to Olifur. “Professor Valerian never told him. And he was going to be stuck here for another year if I didn’t tell him.”
“How is this our business?”
“We’re the only reason he knows, and he’s the only reason we know, because Professor Valerian let us look at the genealogy lists.”
“What does it have to do with us now?”
“I told him not to fall in love with you.”
“But you didn’t tell me not to be his friend.”
“You don’t need friends. You’re Kept.”
She twitched. “No. But he does. And he’s a fourth-year student. He can help us if we help him, Evie.”
“You know he’s a guy, Luna.”
“…Yeah. I do.” But in the end, Evie had let her go. Now, she was holding Olifur’s hand, pretending it was for her own reassurance, as they walked into Professor Valerian’s office.
“Olifur. And… Eluned.” Professor Valerian cleared her throat. “I wondered if I would see the two of you in here together.”
“You lied to me.” Olifur’s hand was tight on Eluned’s. She squeezed back gently.
“No. No, I did not. But I did allow you to believe a lie.”
“We felt that if you didn’t know about the child you and I had, that you might…”
“Damnit, you wanted me to give you three kids.”
“The school did, yes. And you nearly did.” Professor Valerian shrugged. “Would you like to meet her again?”
From the look on Olifur’s face, Eluned knew that was going to be a yes.
Friday, June 18, 2004
“The school year’s almost over.” Olifur’s hand rested on Eluned’s stomach; his other hand was on her shoulder. “You’re nearly…”
“Don’t say it.” She swallowed around a sudden lump in her throat. “If you were talking about Evie or you or something else, just don’t say it, okay?”
“I was just going to…” The sudden look of hurt on his face made her want to cuddle him and tell him everything was going to be okay. But she had to stay firm on this one, or she’d be the one needing reassurance.
“I know, Olifur. I know. It’s not your fault, it’s just…”
His hands caressed her, her and their child. “I understand. I’m sorry. Sometimes it’s hard for me to remember these things.”
“It’s been an easy four years for you, hasn’t it?” She didn’t mean to sound bitter, but she knew that the tone was still there.
“By some definitions, yes. Certainly easier than Evie had it last year.” He kissed her cheek. He was allowed that; he was allowed quite a bit that Evie had never thought to forbid.
“What will you do?” That was close to some of the things she didn’t want to think about, but she had to ask anyway. “Once you… once you graduate?”
“I’ve been accepted into Princeton. I’ll be heading there at the end of August; Mi- Professor VanderLinden is helping me find an apartment there.” He bent over to kiss Eluned’s stomach. “But I haven’t forgotten that I owe you. And I’ll be back to visit.”
“Not leaving until August?” That gave her all of July. All of July… no, she couldn’t think that far ahead yet.
“Not until August. And I hope you’ll spend some of that time with me?”
“Ask me…” She swallowed a mad sob. “Ask me when I can make decisions.”
“That I will do, pretty Moth. That I will do.” The look in his eyes was unbearable, like the weight of a thousand stars all staring at her. Luna clung to him, and tried not to think about all the things that could go wrong.
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