05.Dec.20, 03:10 PM
Smiling in thanks at Cazan’s small compliment, Aederyn allowed herself to think, for just a moment, what it would be like with a queen as her own, and considered Cazan’s words…being alone with her thoughts and then sharing…it would be a change, but the more she thought on it, the more she warmed to the idea.
The slight minty aroma from the tea wafted to her and, determining that it was probably done, she moved to strain it into another mug. Nobody liked chewing on their tea. Leaf pieces removed, she retrieved the cracker pan and dumped the contents onto a plate, breaking them into actual cracker-sized pieces, offering Lady a couple of crumbs when she flitted over to join her. “Hey, it’s progress for sure. We just started on retrieving items when I got here. It wasn’t really needed before, but it’s actually pretty useful at the Weyr.”
Nodding as the gold rider explained, and added a bit more credence to her theory, Aederyn brought the plate and mug to the table. “Wait, are those real?” Her previous train of thought momentarily forgotten, Aederyn snapped her head up to look at Cazan, a doubtful but still wary look on her face. “I thought those were just stories to keep hold and hall kids from running off to join a Weyr…” She’d been between a number of times now, and while the sensation was still less than pleasant, she hadn’t seen any ghosts…
The slight minty aroma from the tea wafted to her and, determining that it was probably done, she moved to strain it into another mug. Nobody liked chewing on their tea. Leaf pieces removed, she retrieved the cracker pan and dumped the contents onto a plate, breaking them into actual cracker-sized pieces, offering Lady a couple of crumbs when she flitted over to join her. “Hey, it’s progress for sure. We just started on retrieving items when I got here. It wasn’t really needed before, but it’s actually pretty useful at the Weyr.”
Nodding as the gold rider explained, and added a bit more credence to her theory, Aederyn brought the plate and mug to the table. “Wait, are those real?” Her previous train of thought momentarily forgotten, Aederyn snapped her head up to look at Cazan, a doubtful but still wary look on her face. “I thought those were just stories to keep hold and hall kids from running off to join a Weyr…” She’d been between a number of times now, and while the sensation was still less than pleasant, she hadn’t seen any ghosts…