19.Jan.19, 01:26 PM
Quilriana always looked forward to visits from R'nya. It certainly wasn't because she was in love with the man--that would lead only to heartbreak. The bronzerider was comitted to his goldrider and family and she wasn't delusional enough to ever consider he would give that all up for a widowed waitress in a tavern. She simply enjoyed his companionship and the sex was a nice bonus that eased the loneliness that built up over the nights since her husband died. R'nya was also a nice distraction from her life that consisted of working long hours to help in the tavern that her brother now owned as their father spent his remaining years relaxing. When she wasn't working, she made sure her children--well, only daughter now that her son was in a Weyr--weren't lacking with what they needed or even wanted and made or altered clothing when she could. R'nya did his part to spoil them all, though Quilriana did her best to make sure the kids knew not to take advantage of the kindness and that R'nya himself knew not to do it too often.
His carefully worded offer after minutes of silence spent simply enjoying the company of an adult that she wasn't related to only proved again how much he looked after her family in his own way. He knew she worried about the future and safety of her children and he had easily gone along with 'Searching' Quinvalis and now he was offering to help get Quilista into Healer Hall. She couldn't find a response, left speechless by the offer that in turns had her wanting to smile with joy and relief but also worried about costs and being away from both children. Of course she always knew one day would come that both would leave the nest, married off and starting their own families but everything changed when she had to raise them alone and a part of her couldn't see them leaving anymore. It had been her idea for Quinvalis to go to the Weyr yet she missed him terribly daily. To have both gone? She'd deal with it so long as the kids were happy.
Finally she allowed herself the bright smile R'nya usually earned for one reason or another and she lightly shook her head in mock disbelief. "I don't even want to consider how long the bargaining took since your usual modes of persuassion likely wouldn't work on the Master Healer," she gave a coy smile his way before glancing in the direction of her daughter's room. She could see Quilista doing well in the craft if the girl wanted to but just like her brother, she looked up to R'nya and practically viewed him as her father given the young age at which her actual father died and they met R'nya. If he suggested it, she'd likely start packing that minute.
"If she's interested in it, I won't stop her. She's getting of an age where I need to find something for her to do," she was still a bit away from prime marriage age, but Quilirina wanted her daughter to have a good range of skills to help her out in life. She already had the basics down for cooking and sewing, healing would be a nice bonus. Perhaps she could end up as a midwife or work at a Weyr. Those ideas settled some of the fears for the future, but Quilriana still had to make sure Quilista made it to that future.
"I've put marks away to give to her when she marries. It's not much but it might pay for a turn of lessons when she's old enough to enter." She had no idea what deal R'nya had made with the Master Healer but she couldn't let the man pay when he had already done so much for them.
His carefully worded offer after minutes of silence spent simply enjoying the company of an adult that she wasn't related to only proved again how much he looked after her family in his own way. He knew she worried about the future and safety of her children and he had easily gone along with 'Searching' Quinvalis and now he was offering to help get Quilista into Healer Hall. She couldn't find a response, left speechless by the offer that in turns had her wanting to smile with joy and relief but also worried about costs and being away from both children. Of course she always knew one day would come that both would leave the nest, married off and starting their own families but everything changed when she had to raise them alone and a part of her couldn't see them leaving anymore. It had been her idea for Quinvalis to go to the Weyr yet she missed him terribly daily. To have both gone? She'd deal with it so long as the kids were happy.
Finally she allowed herself the bright smile R'nya usually earned for one reason or another and she lightly shook her head in mock disbelief. "I don't even want to consider how long the bargaining took since your usual modes of persuassion likely wouldn't work on the Master Healer," she gave a coy smile his way before glancing in the direction of her daughter's room. She could see Quilista doing well in the craft if the girl wanted to but just like her brother, she looked up to R'nya and practically viewed him as her father given the young age at which her actual father died and they met R'nya. If he suggested it, she'd likely start packing that minute.
"If she's interested in it, I won't stop her. She's getting of an age where I need to find something for her to do," she was still a bit away from prime marriage age, but Quilirina wanted her daughter to have a good range of skills to help her out in life. She already had the basics down for cooking and sewing, healing would be a nice bonus. Perhaps she could end up as a midwife or work at a Weyr. Those ideas settled some of the fears for the future, but Quilriana still had to make sure Quilista made it to that future.
"I've put marks away to give to her when she marries. It's not much but it might pay for a turn of lessons when she's old enough to enter." She had no idea what deal R'nya had made with the Master Healer but she couldn't let the man pay when he had already done so much for them.