Summer had finally faded into autumn; Caroline noticed as she peered out of her childhood bedroom window. Leaves in shades of red and orange floated lazily to the ground in the morning light. The farm was bustling, all in preparation for the wedding. She saw that the long tables lining the back yard were lovingly adorned with wildflowers of the season.
Never had she felt more sure of a decision in her life. Marrying Ender would solidify their vows to one another in the eyes of both the old gods and the new. Together they would be united, and the thought gave her comfort as she absently rubbed a hand over her belly. She only prayed the world would be a more peaceful place when the life within entered into it.
"What do you think?" Aniyoh said, sweeping into the room, carrying a flurry of fabrics. Marceline was behind her toting the excess in her arms.
