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22.Sep.13, 04:17 PM
Rhaedalyn had thankfully been down at the lake treating her dragon and firelizards to a day of playing and napping in the sun when all of the commotion had happened on the Sands. She had naturally heard all about it from practically everyone she had crossed paths with when she returned to the Weyr proper but none of them were believed except for Kahleena who had been there. Rhaedalyn loved gossip but even she knew to only believe so much and to find a proper source when it was an event of such great magnitude!
She hadn’t seen the story about D’ren and Jada but had seen others and knew from R’nd’s reaction about the one starring B’jin and him, that they weren’t true but built on facts. So it was hard to say if Jada had actually successfully seduced D’ren in all their time spent together. Tsuen had a right to be upset over such horrible things being written and then kept from her and while Rhaedalyn wouldn’t have appreciated being slapped or yelled at like Jada apparently had been, Tsuen was still their Weyrwoman and their head goldrider. Kahleena had the right of it; wingleaders treated their riders in much the same way and no one cared. That had been an unfortunately public spat between goldriders. Why did everyone have to step in and pick a side, the side against their leader? Greenriders fought daily and no one batted a lash.
It had upset Rhaedalyn and when Kahleena suggested they all get together to make an amazing meal for Tsuen, she had eagerly agreed. Several hours were spent compiling what she could find out about favourite foods, least favourite foods, preferred drinks, and any known food allergies. Rhaedalyn didn’t want to make a single mistake! She even went so far as to pass along all of her information to her fellow goldriders despite past differences and her uneasiness around most of them. She still wasn’t a girl that trusted easily and after the young dragons’ spat, Rhaedalyn was even more convinced it was best to stay away from them and not open up in case it was used against her.
After three attempts that day, a successful bubbly pie was created specifically for Tsuen’s enjoyment. Rhaedalyn had even scrubbed down her work surface twice to ensure no cross contamination would happen. How horrible it would be if she accidentally poisoned the Weyrwoman with redfruit? That reoccurring thought was what ruined the first two attempts at the pie and it was what now made her shake as she walked into the hut behind Kahleena.
There was also the little detail about Aradissicath’s opinion of the younger gold dragons that continued to make Rhaedalyn tremble with nerves. She had to go so far as to ask – beg actually – R’nya to have Xyreith distract Aradissicath for the evening. She loved her dragon but Rhaedalyn refused to let her come near the hut or poke around in her mind to add even a private snipe about anyone. No way would she accidentally start another brawl when they were trying to soothe out the bumps from the last one!
Rhaedalyn set her dish on the table when Kahleena did and looked nervously around the hut and at the other girls. She was going to be on her best behaviour with all of them that night. Luckily, manners came somewhat naturally to her thanks to her upbringing and Rhaedalyn dropped into a curtsey as well when the Weyrwoman entered the room. “Good evening, Weyrwoman Tsuen.” A greeting was a nice and simple thing to say. Anything more and she’d either be called out for sucking up to the emotional woman or called a liar and Rhaedalyn felt it was best was to stick with basics and speak only when spoken to.
She hadn’t seen the story about D’ren and Jada but had seen others and knew from R’nd’s reaction about the one starring B’jin and him, that they weren’t true but built on facts. So it was hard to say if Jada had actually successfully seduced D’ren in all their time spent together. Tsuen had a right to be upset over such horrible things being written and then kept from her and while Rhaedalyn wouldn’t have appreciated being slapped or yelled at like Jada apparently had been, Tsuen was still their Weyrwoman and their head goldrider. Kahleena had the right of it; wingleaders treated their riders in much the same way and no one cared. That had been an unfortunately public spat between goldriders. Why did everyone have to step in and pick a side, the side against their leader? Greenriders fought daily and no one batted a lash.
It had upset Rhaedalyn and when Kahleena suggested they all get together to make an amazing meal for Tsuen, she had eagerly agreed. Several hours were spent compiling what she could find out about favourite foods, least favourite foods, preferred drinks, and any known food allergies. Rhaedalyn didn’t want to make a single mistake! She even went so far as to pass along all of her information to her fellow goldriders despite past differences and her uneasiness around most of them. She still wasn’t a girl that trusted easily and after the young dragons’ spat, Rhaedalyn was even more convinced it was best to stay away from them and not open up in case it was used against her.
After three attempts that day, a successful bubbly pie was created specifically for Tsuen’s enjoyment. Rhaedalyn had even scrubbed down her work surface twice to ensure no cross contamination would happen. How horrible it would be if she accidentally poisoned the Weyrwoman with redfruit? That reoccurring thought was what ruined the first two attempts at the pie and it was what now made her shake as she walked into the hut behind Kahleena.
There was also the little detail about Aradissicath’s opinion of the younger gold dragons that continued to make Rhaedalyn tremble with nerves. She had to go so far as to ask – beg actually – R’nya to have Xyreith distract Aradissicath for the evening. She loved her dragon but Rhaedalyn refused to let her come near the hut or poke around in her mind to add even a private snipe about anyone. No way would she accidentally start another brawl when they were trying to soothe out the bumps from the last one!
Rhaedalyn set her dish on the table when Kahleena did and looked nervously around the hut and at the other girls. She was going to be on her best behaviour with all of them that night. Luckily, manners came somewhat naturally to her thanks to her upbringing and Rhaedalyn dropped into a curtsey as well when the Weyrwoman entered the room. “Good evening, Weyrwoman Tsuen.” A greeting was a nice and simple thing to say. Anything more and she’d either be called out for sucking up to the emotional woman or called a liar and Rhaedalyn felt it was best was to stick with basics and speak only when spoken to.
