Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
08.Aug.13, 02:59 AM
It was only when he seemed surprised at her comment about being served did Arddra realize he must never been married. Why else would he find it strange a woman her age had not been served in awhile. The way Arddra was brought up she was taught to take care of her future husband in all domestic ways. Prepare his food, serve him, tend to his other needs, keep the house clean and the like.
She exhaled and gave a slight smile at his wink realizing after being here for three years she should have known better to assume dragonriders ever had a normal relationship like what she was raised to have. Arddra knew the Weyr rotated around the senior queen dragon and the dragonrider who's dragon caught her during her last mating flight. It also meant it may not always be the same dragon, so marriage was just not practical.
It all seemed rather strange to her and highly immoral but three years of lessons and seeing how things were done, Arddra was used to it. It didn't mean she wanted to sleep with every dragonrider around and still felt it criminal for any dragonrider to just rape a woman because his dragon was randy.
Once again she had to push away such thoughts to avoid spoiling the conversation she was having with V'riy. He wasn't being driven by dragonlust as far as she could tell. He was being kind and it appeared, he knew about Fort cooking.
"Yes I was born and lived in Fort Hold. My father was a beastcrafter there. They were good people and I am sure they are missing me and wondering what happened." Why did she have to add that? Arddra bit her lip slightly, not sure how V'riy would react to that information. But why should he react anyway, given he knew she was one of the Stolen, she was certain of it. Arddra expected all who were kidnapped would be missing their family.
His next question caused her to stiffen. It may seem like a simple questions but there was so many conflicting emotions involved in being here. Putting her spoon down she leaned back in the chair to look at him. He may be a dragonrider but his kindness, at the very least, deserved honesty from her. She didn't like lying needlessly anyway.
"I am adapting to life here...and I want to do what is expected of me, at least as far as Impressing a Gold dragon. I am starting to feel comfortable here, the other Candidates have been good and many are now dragonriders..Weyrlings I suppose they are called now. What I am more worried about is what happens to me should I grow too old to stand at Hatchings. Or will I be brought back home then?"
She exhaled and gave a slight smile at his wink realizing after being here for three years she should have known better to assume dragonriders ever had a normal relationship like what she was raised to have. Arddra knew the Weyr rotated around the senior queen dragon and the dragonrider who's dragon caught her during her last mating flight. It also meant it may not always be the same dragon, so marriage was just not practical.
It all seemed rather strange to her and highly immoral but three years of lessons and seeing how things were done, Arddra was used to it. It didn't mean she wanted to sleep with every dragonrider around and still felt it criminal for any dragonrider to just rape a woman because his dragon was randy.
Once again she had to push away such thoughts to avoid spoiling the conversation she was having with V'riy. He wasn't being driven by dragonlust as far as she could tell. He was being kind and it appeared, he knew about Fort cooking.
"Yes I was born and lived in Fort Hold. My father was a beastcrafter there. They were good people and I am sure they are missing me and wondering what happened." Why did she have to add that? Arddra bit her lip slightly, not sure how V'riy would react to that information. But why should he react anyway, given he knew she was one of the Stolen, she was certain of it. Arddra expected all who were kidnapped would be missing their family.
His next question caused her to stiffen. It may seem like a simple questions but there was so many conflicting emotions involved in being here. Putting her spoon down she leaned back in the chair to look at him. He may be a dragonrider but his kindness, at the very least, deserved honesty from her. She didn't like lying needlessly anyway.
"I am adapting to life here...and I want to do what is expected of me, at least as far as Impressing a Gold dragon. I am starting to feel comfortable here, the other Candidates have been good and many are now dragonriders..Weyrlings I suppose they are called now. What I am more worried about is what happens to me should I grow too old to stand at Hatchings. Or will I be brought back home then?"
