It seemed we were there for months, and we may have been. The time dragged on, and on. Ari showed me a kindness while there that I can never thank him for, he gave me pause which caused me to repent my sins to save my soul from the pyre. I was not tainted, never had the abilities which the others I kept company with. Madi had been thrown in to Ari and myself.. that experience was wretched, how could she have been a mage? How did I not know? Oh, Arvin was so good at keeping the secrets of others. Then there was Elowyn.. I felt so sorry for her, more so than myself to be honest. Up until she began to get angry when I did not understand her muffled attempts to talk through the gag. The time passed so slowly, there is a searing pain in my mind and then I remember aimlessly wandering about the shop, the guildhall.. Being asked to come to the Cathedral by the Arch Bishop, over and over..
And I was pregnant. Pregnant! What in Dav’s divine plan decided for this to come about? I was given option, more than a couple but I would not give the child back to the urth or to the orphanage.. And then he asked me to marry him. Edwynn Maldrek, the friendly blacksmith who I had thought nothing more than just that. A friendly, agreeable man.. marrying him had never crossed my mind.. I of course until the burnings thought I would marry Arvin. The offer was considered and accepted, I was showing in time for the wedding, unluckily for us.