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11.Apr.14, 12:21 PM
Her face blazed an even hotter red as N'kal answered her question. So stupid. She couldn't believe she hadn't thought to ask Mizeath who had won her flight. Her mind still reeled, if truth were told, by the flight and the fact that Xyreith had not won. She thought Mizeath liked Xyreith, I do , so had nievely thought that would have an effect on the flight's ending. She should have known better. Remembered that it was not always preference that won a flight. Torath had obviously been trickier than Xyreith had for him to catch Mizeath. Ameris couldn't remember much from during the flight, only the lust blowing hotly through her body.
She cringed when N'kal shrugged of her apology to rise stiffly from the bed. She winced at the snaps and cracks his body made and was reminded that he had been a rider far longer than she had, done more things and lived far more than she ever could. She closed her eyes to try and gather herself for a storm she had know idea if it would come or not. What would he do? For the first time since she'd uttered the words she was thankful that it had been N'kal and not some other bronzerider she'd said it to. Who knows what another would have done.
Mhmmm, Mizeath replied as she pressed her long body against Torath's side, But they have their entertaining moments. While the gold was not normally so amused by her rider's discontent there was just something about this situation that she found funny. Mizeath liked Xyreith, a lot in fact, but at this moment it really didn't matter. She had flown and the one who was meant to catch her caught her. What was so difficult for Ameris to grasp?
"Thank you," Ameris told him as he handed her a cup of klah with a grunt. She grimaced at the taste of the bitter brew and thought to call someone with a fresh pot. She didn't though, knowing she needed this time alone with the surly N'kal. "I really am sorry... I just thought with everything that..." She said as she trailed off. She didn't know if she could finish that sentence yet, the ending almost to much for her to handle. She would let N'kal take it as he wished.
She cringed when N'kal shrugged of her apology to rise stiffly from the bed. She winced at the snaps and cracks his body made and was reminded that he had been a rider far longer than she had, done more things and lived far more than she ever could. She closed her eyes to try and gather herself for a storm she had know idea if it would come or not. What would he do? For the first time since she'd uttered the words she was thankful that it had been N'kal and not some other bronzerider she'd said it to. Who knows what another would have done.
"Thank you," Ameris told him as he handed her a cup of klah with a grunt. She grimaced at the taste of the bitter brew and thought to call someone with a fresh pot. She didn't though, knowing she needed this time alone with the surly N'kal. "I really am sorry... I just thought with everything that..." She said as she trailed off. She didn't know if she could finish that sentence yet, the ending almost to much for her to handle. She would let N'kal take it as he wished.
