Dinner in the tiny house

3rd May 1574

"Okay boys, just like we did it last time. This time just use the mortar mixed with some stones for the foundation."

With Elia at my side, heating up the bed in our newly created small, wooden house and supporting me whenever I felt that the number of tasks at hand started to overwhelm me, the rate at which all of the projects were progressing shoot up through the roof.

If I were to be honest, her presence brought all the benefits of having Governor by my side when it came to pulling me down to earth whenever I started dreaming about far-off future, along with the comfort of having someone who trusted me completely always beside me all the way to the fact that with every moment she spent with me on the site, I realised stronger and stronger that whenever I felt unsure about something, her arms were like safe heaven for my soul.

"How did it go?"