“How does it look?” Miranda Stone asked in a soft tone, seating herself at the wooden table she and her husband had brought with them from out west. Vincent Stone gave his wife a glowing smile as he twisted a forkful of noodles around upon his plate.
“It smells great, if that helps,” He offered and Miranda was pleased enough, sitting down to eat beside him. They were quiet for some time, the silence filled only by chewing and the clatter of silverware against their dishes. Finally, clearing his throat, leaning forwards in his chair a bit, Vincent broke the silence. “You think we can be happy here?”
Miranda gave him a smile. “Yes,” She answered in a tone that sounded with complete assurance. “I’m sure of it.” She was his rock, his sense of security when things were falling apart around them. What had Vincent done to deserve such a wonderful woman? Her answer brought a little smile to his features, letting out a little sigh of relief. Two years she had stood firmly at his side before he managed to get the courage to ask her for her hand. Her response had been, “Well, took you long enough!” which was good enough for the both of them. They meant to make a life and, while there had been a few curve balls thrown their direction, Vincent knew he could weather the storms that lay ahead of him.
“Nah, we’ll be just fine here,” Miranda reaffirmed and, slipping her hand over his on the table, Vincent gave a smile in return. “I think we can trust the Rosier’s to make the right choices and I’m sure your voice will be heard here more than it would’ve back home.”
“I have to hope so,” Vincent muttered. There wasn’t much power in his line– a few special tricks here and there but nothing compared to the wealth of power and might that he knew the three strongest families held. His lack of ability had always held him back but, with the gentle hand of Miranda upon his shoulder, urging him onwards, he had slowly begun to stand up a little taller in this world.
With just a bit more helpful pushing, he’d stand taller than ever and it was all because of Miranda. And, for that, he would always be grateful.
