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    A Better Time, A Different Time – Tale One: To Each His Own

     
     
    He said, “when you’re worried about
    something you don’t sleep,” Ulysses said and Xena
    looked into his eyes as she caressed his cheek. “Tell
    me,” Ulysses whispered as he looked into her eyes while he
    picked up her left hand and placed a kiss on her hand right by the
    ring. “I’m worried about my family, what’s going
    to happen to them when we leave. We’re leaving at sort of a
    bad time. Do you know how hard it is to take care of the fields
    during the winter? Having three extra hands were great but
    we’re leaving and I usually help them but I’m leaving
    so that just leaves them to do it by themselves. When I’m not
    helping them I’m helping my mother. I do the extra cooking, I
    do most of the clean up and when guest need things I get it for
    them.” Xena said and Ulysses nodded, “you are the extra
    hands,” Ulysses said.
     
     
    “Yes,” Xena said as she rose up on her
    elbow and looked down at Ulysses. “And I don’t feel
    comfortable with leaving them, especially when I know things are
    going to get so hard for them.” Xena said and Ulysses nodded,
    “so you would feel better if they had help?” Ulysses
    asked and Xena nodded, “yea, I would feel much better but
    let’s face it, we don’t have money to pay for extra
    hands in the fields as well as in the Inn.” Xena said and
    Ulysses nodded, “you do now,” he said and Xena looked
    at him. “What are you talking about?” She asked,
    “I am a prince you know,” Ulysses said as he sat up
    pulling the sheet back so that his butt wasn’t out.
    “Ulysses I can’t take your money,” Xena said and
    he looked at her. “Why not? I have enough to help you,”
    Ulysses said.
     
     
    “For one it’s going to make it seem
    like what your parents were thinking is true, I’m after your
    money when I’m clearly not. And…” Xena was about
    to say when Ulysses leaned in and kissed her softly and when the
    kiss ended he looked into her eyes. “I know you’re not
    after my money. This is a chance to help your family who will soon
    become my family. I don’t nor will I ever see giving them
    money to help them as a burden. Besides, we’re about to be
    married and my money is your money,” Ulysses said and Xena
    looked at him. “Are you sure?” She asked and he nodded
    as he caressed her cheek, “I’m sure,” he said and
    she looked at him and nodded. “I’ll talk to mother
    about it in the morning,” she said and Ulysses nodded,
    “good, now what else is bothering you?”

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