thebluemaiden

Chapter twelve: Branch had been very relived when Creek’s parents had easily accepted him in their son’s life and had gone out of their way to make him feel included in their family. After having been living on his own for so long it had taken Branch time to become used to this inclusion, as well as the open way which Lotus and Cloud showed Creek and himself love and acceptance at every turn. Their first midwinter celebration spent with Cloud and Lotus had been an eye opening and wonderful experience for Branch. Branch had been given so much wonderful food to eat and new foods to try that he hadn’t been able to resist the food being presented to him and Branch was sure afterwards that he wouldn’t need to eat for a weeks. There had been many songs sung around the fire place in the evenings. There had some of them Branch had not known, but Creek, Lotus and Cloud had been more than happy to teach him how to sing the songs he did not know. When it had come to playing games, Cloud

Chapter eleven: Over the next few days Branch and Creek spent quite a bit of time sorting Creek’s belongings into what was now their home. As they went along it made the two of them feel very happy to see their belongings mixed together throughout the house. Watching Creek make his mother’s room his own, had made Branch feel a kind of joy he had not felt for years and he knew without any trace of doubt that his mother would be thrilled to see her room being used once more. It was odd but he couldn’t help but think that it was almost as if the home was finally waking up after being in a very long sleep and Branch found this thought extremely pleasing. Branch and Creek were very much starting to build their life together, they were seen together all over the village and many of the trolls already viewed them as a life couple. One of the central themes of gossip about Branch and Creek was that it wouldn’t be too long before the two of them would make their relationship more formal. As

Chapter ten: Some hours later Branch and Creek were lying in bed together curled together, they were both bathed in a warm contentment and couldn’t wait to spend time together like this again. Creek found himself marvelling at how complete he felt laying in Branch’s arms, he had no desire to move, but he knew that he needed to go and see if his parents had replied to his earlier message. Reluctantly Creek turned to Branch saying in a regretful voice. “I need to leave you in order to go and check if my mother and father answered my message.” “That’s fine Creek, besides which if we are to go to see them at some point today we really should be getting out of bed now anyway.” Branch told Creek as he started to get up. Quickly Creek pouted cutely and playfully at Branch. “Aw…” Unable to help himself Branch chuckled at Creek before saying. “We can always spend more time in bed at another time…maybe this weekend…Unless by then you’ve decided my idea of eloping is better than trying to wage

Chapter nine: When Creek woke in the morning in what was now his and Branch’s bed a satisfied smile curved up his lips. He had made the point of who Branch belonged to before the other trolls yesterday he knew that and because of this he felt that they would be no trouble, but Poppy she would be much more of an issue. Just thinking about Poppy getting anywhere near his Branch was enough to make his possessiveness flare. Creek had found it tough last night to reign back in the wild part of his troll nature the one which ached to claim Branch as his in a way which would be unmistakeable to Poppy. Yes, just like his growling at the other trolls the day before it was not done much anymore, but trolls still recognised it and knew that some of their kind could become very possessive and wild when they felt those they loved were threatened. Creek had to admit, if Branch had not soothed him with calming noises, fed him and then let him share the bed with him last night then more than likely

Chapter eight: The next day found Creek sitting on the garden bench enjoying the sunshine and watching as Branch as he worked in his garden. He had noticed many trolls as they went passed Branch’s garden doing a double take when they noticed Branch and then stand their and stair at him for a few moments, before they seemed to recall what they had been planning to do and set off to do it. The gossip of Branch’s change in colour had clearly swept through the town faster than a raging fire, as Creek became aware of many trolls trying to subtly watch Branch without appearing to be watching him at all. If it wasn’t for the fact that the other trolls were ogling the troll he loved, Creek might have found the situation amusing, as it was though he did not. The one thing which was preventing Creek from losing his temper and yelling furiously at these trolls was the fact that Branch seemed utterly unaware of the attention he was garnering and just continued on with his work. Branch only