16.Sep.13, 10:29 PM
She sighed with something like frustration. She was flopped on her rather plush bed bored out of her skull, her son draped across her body as he napped. Normal weyrling lessons were begining to wane for her and gold rider lessons with Jada were on something of a break considering the other gold was hold up on the sands with her latest clutch and Jada herself was beginning to grow heavy with her pregnancy. And as such Ameris really didn't have much to do. Oh there were chores still for a weyrling to do, but enterprising soul that she was made quick work of her chores.
You are about to have a visitor, my dear. Ameris glanced at the window opposite her bed and chuckled quietly. Mizeath had given herself a little area beneath the window and now peered through the curtains with gently whirling eyes. "Oh?" she quietly said. She wondered who it could be when the knock sounded.
With a gentle and deft twist of her body, Ameris shifted the sleep heavy form of her son until the boy lay along the bed beside her. Rislan turned with a disgruntled mutter and flung an arm out catching her along the side. With a grimace she slid from the bed and shook the wrinkles from her skirts before moving for the door. Another knock sounded as she reached for the handle. Pulling it open she took in the sight of Casa standing outside her door.
The younger girl looked positively gloomy. Had something happened that she was unaware of? Was one of the other weyrlings or one of the candidates hurt?I would have told you if such an event had occured, Ameris Mizeath inserted from her vantage point. "What brings you here Casa?" she asked before moving to the side to admit the girl, "come on in and tell me whats got you so gloomy."
With a gentle and deft twist of her body, Ameris shifted the sleep heavy form of her son until the boy lay along the bed beside her. Rislan turned with a disgruntled mutter and flung an arm out catching her along the side. With a grimace she slid from the bed and shook the wrinkles from her skirts before moving for the door. Another knock sounded as she reached for the handle. Pulling it open she took in the sight of Casa standing outside her door.
The younger girl looked positively gloomy. Had something happened that she was unaware of? Was one of the other weyrlings or one of the candidates hurt?