07.Mar.19, 03:08 AM
Had he really lived such a sheltered life to never have realised his father wasn't his father? That what he knew now about the affairs of lords and ladies wouldn't have applied to his own family? Truthfully, he was rather sheltered. He was the pampered youngest child of the lord of a seahold that was Searched as soon as he was eligible. Then the plague hit soon after that and he lived alone in the wilds of the South with only R'jit and his dragon before living in Katila which had its own rules of society. Was it really any wonder why he still viewed his sister and mother as perfect with his rose-tinted glasses? It likely also didn't help that his father died before he found the courage to reunite with his family so he never could compare their likeness and it never struck him as odd that Pendalier was dark haired when he and Eridella were blonde; that was the difference between their parents after all.
The more he went over the news, the more R'nd knew he didn't even blame or hate his mother for what she did. Eridella's reasoning did make sense; why risk your own future because an heir or more children weren't being produced? If outside sources helped, then so be it. Again, he also couldn't talk about fidelity when he possibly had five children running around and only two of them shared a mother.
No, what he was really devastated by was how he learned the news and that Pendalier disowned him. They had never truly gotten along as children and R'nd barely spent any time with his brother now that he was back, so it wasn't a true loss in that area. But that was still his childhood home. It didn't matter that he had been among the dragonriders a lot longer than he had been with Holders when that Hold held memories and familiar faces. It didn't even matter if they didn't like each other much; they were still family. It hurt to be cut off from a portion of it. At least he still had Eridella and her brood and she had been so accepting of his parade of children. She likely still would have been even if her two youngest were her husband's.
He was about ready to admit his foolishness with what he had always believed and take the ribbing for being young and naive that would surely follow when B'jin added to the list of confessions he had heard that day. R'nd almost stopped his mate from continuing, not really in the mood to learn more secrets about his loved ones but B'jin spoke before he could and it earned a small smirk and dull eyes brightening with amusement even as his mate ran off to the kitchen.
He accepted the drink when it appeared, pausing to give a deep sniff of the sweet drink that he loved so much. "I'm not blind, B'jin," really, just because he couldn't recognise his own kids or apparently his own father didn't mean he missed out on everything else around him. "I see the way you and Amarilla look at each other, I have seen the heir of Telgar at gathers and noticed he resembled you if you knew what to look for. The fact that you didn't want me to meet your son also helped put this puzzle together." At first R'nd figured it was because he was close in age to the son but the more he thought on it, the more he realised his casual observation was correct and the heir was actually B'jin's.
Why he figured that out and never thought about his own parentage was beyond him.
The more he went over the news, the more R'nd knew he didn't even blame or hate his mother for what she did. Eridella's reasoning did make sense; why risk your own future because an heir or more children weren't being produced? If outside sources helped, then so be it. Again, he also couldn't talk about fidelity when he possibly had five children running around and only two of them shared a mother.
No, what he was really devastated by was how he learned the news and that Pendalier disowned him. They had never truly gotten along as children and R'nd barely spent any time with his brother now that he was back, so it wasn't a true loss in that area. But that was still his childhood home. It didn't matter that he had been among the dragonriders a lot longer than he had been with Holders when that Hold held memories and familiar faces. It didn't even matter if they didn't like each other much; they were still family. It hurt to be cut off from a portion of it. At least he still had Eridella and her brood and she had been so accepting of his parade of children. She likely still would have been even if her two youngest were her husband's.
He was about ready to admit his foolishness with what he had always believed and take the ribbing for being young and naive that would surely follow when B'jin added to the list of confessions he had heard that day. R'nd almost stopped his mate from continuing, not really in the mood to learn more secrets about his loved ones but B'jin spoke before he could and it earned a small smirk and dull eyes brightening with amusement even as his mate ran off to the kitchen.
He accepted the drink when it appeared, pausing to give a deep sniff of the sweet drink that he loved so much. "I'm not blind, B'jin," really, just because he couldn't recognise his own kids or apparently his own father didn't mean he missed out on everything else around him. "I see the way you and Amarilla look at each other, I have seen the heir of Telgar at gathers and noticed he resembled you if you knew what to look for. The fact that you didn't want me to meet your son also helped put this puzzle together." At first R'nd figured it was because he was close in age to the son but the more he thought on it, the more he realised his casual observation was correct and the heir was actually B'jin's.
Why he figured that out and never thought about his own parentage was beyond him.