Birth Day Greetings

 When the smiling mother bowed her head to kiss her newborn, the child had a fistful of Leda’s golden hair the moment it was in reach.

 Leda laughed softly and did not interfere with the connection.

Aye, bind to me, my treasure

This is why my eyes were made

To see my face and M’lord’s re-formed

In our rosy-fingered daughter.

  Fresh from the Glory you’ve come to us

Straight from the hands of the Maker

  into our careful keeping

into our loving arms.

Outside a mild wind, typical of Springtime, blew through the empty courtyard. There was a faint cry of seabirds overhead as the scent of the sea and first light from the window filled the room. 

(Volume 3, Chapter 147)