Title: In the Quiet Cold
Word Count: 100
Prompt: 150, Uther
Uther missed the sound of another’s breaths in his now too empty chambers, the warmth of another body in his too empty bed. Heated bricks were no substitute for warm feet, tangled legs, sweet hands.
He’d thought to settle the prince in his rooms as he and Ygraine had planned but Gaius dissuaded him, citing the new prince’s erratic feeding schedule as a constant disruption for some time. Placing his son with the wet nurse made better sense.
In the quiet cold, Uther lay awake, knowing a crying baby would be more welcome than the lonely, empty hours stretching ahead.