For a long time now, it had just been the two of you. Far in the mountains, Kester and you had built a home for yourself, your own little happy ever after. Everything was simple, your routine was set. Kester would tend to the livestock, chop the wood, worry about repairs around the house, you would tend to the garden, house chores and whatever needed a womanly touch, and occasionally head to the village together for supplies.

This routine was just about to change. You had been feeling it for a few days but managed to brush the feeling off...at first. Kester had just finished feeding one of the horses before he was snapped out of his thoughts by your footsteps. A smile immediately falls on his lips upon seeing you before he notices your expression and his thick brow arches

"Is everything alright, my love?"