Visions of Kaeli

I couldn't sleep for watchin her, knowin how hard she's been workin and that I'd be leavin before the rise of Torvis. She looked so innocent and sweet, pink lips half open like a child's as she slept. Her skin like velvet under the roughened skin of my hand. At least I'd been able to rub her aching feet and legs, though that lead to other things, ticklin, teasin, lovin. I didn't tell her I was goin. She'd find the note I scribbled. It was on the table by the lamp.
I do what I'm told by my commanders, by my Ubar. But this seems the hardest thing I've ever done besides leaving Fess in his mother's hands. To leave Kaeli, newly with child... already I can feel the difference, the barest minimum of roundness to her lower belly.. her perky tits a mite fuller, more sensitive. And to leave my mother's daughter in chains.... I laid my head on her side and found some peace for a little while. Then Argus was at the wagon flap and it was time to go. I hope Kaeli will be ahright. Sky watch over her and Nannababy.