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24.Dec.20, 11:25 AM
Yfris was miserable. He had realised he was damned no matter the outcome of the conservation he was about it have. He had done a lot of research--more than he cared to admit to or had ever really done for anything before--and had meetings with too many niceties and pretty words that bored him terribly but were necessary. He was currently draped dramatically in a chair of Cazan's weyr thanks to T'ryn bringing him. Normally he would have asked K'dar but that man was too sensitive and would worry himself to the grave if he sat in on the conversation he was still putting off. T'ryn could have stayed since he was somewhat tied to it but he was annoyingly polite and left to visit with Malvayth.
He was sulking and delaying the news he had to give. He knew he was but it was taking so much responsibility and he just wasn't used to that! It made him feel gross and uncomfortable but still he sat up straighter and pulled out a folded piece of paper and tossed it onto the table. "That will likely buy your freedom from marrying me or anyone else in a Hold. It's from the leaders of Telgar Weyr. I met with them two days ago to ask them if you're Weyr or Hold property and if your mother can marry you off. You're a goldrider now so your mother has no claim on you any more."
There was more, so much more, and he held up his hand to stop her from commenting just yet. "I contacted the Harper Hall and asked them to look up any cases of married couples being separated by an Impression and if they involved someone of rank. It took a few days but they found several for me to look over on a quick and heavily supervised visit. For a place filled with Harpers, it's rather dull. I expected singing battles at the very least." He knew Harpers were also record keepers and taught lessons and Yfris recalled how boring the ones he sat through were so it shouldn't have been too shocking but he wanted music. "Essentially our marriage would mean nothing with us living apart. I would have to give up the Hold and move in with you for it to have any meaning so it doesn't do anyone much good since you're technically Holdless. The alliance of families could still be counted by our parents, I suppose."
And the final announcement for what he had done the past week since they last spoke was the most chilling of them all, "I also sat down with my parents to review their list of potential ladies. I had very tedious dinners with two of them. Absolute bores, Cazzy! So prim and proper and extolling the virtues of marriage and how they're prepared for their wifely duties. Utter torture!" He slumped back in his chair, drained all over again at the mere memory of those dinners. "There are three others I'll meet with soon. Fingers crossed I live through those."
He was sulking and delaying the news he had to give. He knew he was but it was taking so much responsibility and he just wasn't used to that! It made him feel gross and uncomfortable but still he sat up straighter and pulled out a folded piece of paper and tossed it onto the table. "That will likely buy your freedom from marrying me or anyone else in a Hold. It's from the leaders of Telgar Weyr. I met with them two days ago to ask them if you're Weyr or Hold property and if your mother can marry you off. You're a goldrider now so your mother has no claim on you any more."
There was more, so much more, and he held up his hand to stop her from commenting just yet. "I contacted the Harper Hall and asked them to look up any cases of married couples being separated by an Impression and if they involved someone of rank. It took a few days but they found several for me to look over on a quick and heavily supervised visit. For a place filled with Harpers, it's rather dull. I expected singing battles at the very least." He knew Harpers were also record keepers and taught lessons and Yfris recalled how boring the ones he sat through were so it shouldn't have been too shocking but he wanted music. "Essentially our marriage would mean nothing with us living apart. I would have to give up the Hold and move in with you for it to have any meaning so it doesn't do anyone much good since you're technically Holdless. The alliance of families could still be counted by our parents, I suppose."
And the final announcement for what he had done the past week since they last spoke was the most chilling of them all, "I also sat down with my parents to review their list of potential ladies. I had very tedious dinners with two of them. Absolute bores, Cazzy! So prim and proper and extolling the virtues of marriage and how they're prepared for their wifely duties. Utter torture!" He slumped back in his chair, drained all over again at the mere memory of those dinners. "There are three others I'll meet with soon. Fingers crossed I live through those."
