by Sarabella » Thu Jan 21, 2010 3:12 pm
She wants a uniform Jackson.
Sarabella was soundly by the man she would be calling her husband come nightfall, and as thrilled as she was about starting a new life with Jackson and Nala in Pallia, Nala being who she was had managed to once again find away to completely leave Sarabella stunned. Her arms wrapped around his neck and her eyes were as bright as her smile inspite of the way Nala had let her know that she was no longer going to be wearing dresses and practicing being a lady because she was going to grow up to be Elite like Jackson.
And did you know she plans on following in your footsteps? I overheard her talking to Aranor and TJ asking them all sorts of questions about what she needs to do to get permission to start training. I think both of them were so floored at how serious she was being, neither of them knew what to say, but Ellysia stepped in and saved them both.
Now that she told him what she needed to she was able to concentrate on what he said and a slight blush rose to her cheeks. For days she worried over what the night was going to bring once she and Jackson were married and were alone. Yes, she and Jackson shared the same bed but they still hadn't been entirely intimate because it was important to Sara that she stayed a virgin until she was married and Jackson was not the kind of man to neither laugh nor try and pressure her into going against her principals. Sarabella might have worried but she had Ellysia to talk to and even Katie Joy Lockheart had come to see Sara one evening telling her about her own wedding night while leaving out the more private details and that helped Sara relax a little, but it was still something she thought about. She wanted Jackson to be completely happy in every way, just as he made her completely happy.
Nala will be happy to have Elly and Mathias to herself for the night, do you know what she calls him? Grumpy Grampy... or Grump for short. It really is happening isn't it? You know for awhile, for a long time I thought I was going to be forced to spend the rest of my life in a role that I never wanted to begin with and then this man comes along and promises me my dreams... and now he's keeping that promise. Sometimes I pinch myself just to make sure I'm really awake and that you are really the one I get to call my own.
It was then that Nala decided to speak and was wiggling to get out of Jacksons arms.
Put me down Papa! This is too mushy for me! And so what if I wanna join the Elite Sarabell... Jax is Elite, Harpie is Elite, why can't I be too huh? Tell her Jackson... it's not a bad thing at all!
Sarabella eyes went wide and she looked at Nala then Jackson, she saw the look on Jacksons face and knew that he had heard what she had. Nala called him Papa. On one hand Sarabella was glad that Nala saw Jackson in that light, on the other hand she didn't want Nala to forget Peter, but the truth was, Jackson was now the only father Nala would know firsthand and overtime Peter would be just memories, not forgotten by any means, but Jackson would be what Peter could no longer be and she was going to have to remember that.
Better put her down Jackson before she wiggles so much you drop her. Go on then Nala, we can talk about this Elite business later, go find Elly.
She watched Nala run off again and then put her hand in his.
Well she is right, you are pretty much her papa now... just remember Jackson Shadow, you asked for this.