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Stories from the Verse
In Verse Proportion
Chapter 51: Kondor 189
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After a long morning which ended with both of them sleeping in each other’s arms briefly, Kondor woke. He lay there looking at this prize into which he had stumbled until she, too, awoke.
“Well, it is time for dinner, or nearly so, I’d guess. I have to figure out what to wear.”
“To wear?”
“Well, usually I would just put on my camos, probably my desert ones because they’re cooler, but I have this very nice bathrobe now, and it looks good on me. Speaking of bathrobe, I feel like I should get a shower, but you don’t have those in this world. A bath would do, I suppose.”
“Did I make you dirty?” Leah said with some concern in her voice.
“Oh! No, nothing like that. There is a telltale scent, and I’m sure Zeke will comment on it, but I don’t mind. It just seems like washing is the thing to do.”
“Well, the baths are usually pretty open this time of day,” she said. “Everyone’s at dinner.”
That actually made sense.
“Then robe it is, and let’s go get cleaned up.”
Their wedding thobes were in a heap on the floor with his boxer shorts. He handed the white one to Leah and pulled on the shorts, then donned his own, securing it with the tie. He offered her his arm, and with a smile and a flourish she gave him hers. He had to release it to unlatch their door, but then they strolled together down the corridor.
The baths were indeed empty as they entered the steamy interior. The palace provided soaps and towels for guests, and hooks along the walls for clothes. Kondor removed his thobe and hung it, dropped his shorts, stepped out of them, and scooped them up with one foot to hang next to the thobe. He looked at the pool and stepped toward it and into it, then glanced at his bride. The glance caused him to look again.
She really was beautiful. He really could love this girl.
As she joined him in the water, he drew her to himself. The heck with dinner, he thought. We’ll eat when we’re ready.
There is a behind-the-writings look at the thoughts, influences, and ideas of this chapter, along with twenty other sequential chapters of this novel, in mark Joseph "young" web log entry #440: Changing Worlds. Given a moment, this link should take you directly to the section relevant to this chapter. It may contain spoilers of upcoming chapters.
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