28.Dec.16, 09:42 PM
“My dear,” R’nya smiled, giving a playful and gentle tug to a lock of hair that was near his hands, running his fingers lightly across Rhaedalyn’s shoulder. “Who would scold us?” He raised both eyebrows, though R’nya was well aware of who would scold them; being trained by dragonless riders came with very few benefits as far as the bronzerider was concerned – indeed he found it both heart breaking and horrifying. Not that they were bad people, but the fact that they could live, so many years after their dragon had perished, blew R’nya’s mind. It wasn’t right! The bronzerider fought off a chill at the thought of their mentors before forcing his expression to a warm smile again.
“Sweets it is!” R’nya exclaimed buoyantly, leaning forward to kiss Rhaedalyn on the end of her nose before standing up and looking around for his pants, they were there somewhere… after a few moments, he found them lingering around the corner of the doorway and he picked them up and slid into them effortlessly before sticking his head out of Rhaedalyn’s doorway. As he’d expected, there were a couple of youngsters who looked like they’d been sent there to deliver some message or another but were too timid to enter but also too frightened of whomever had sent them (R’nya could guess, and the answer didn’t include dragons).
R’nya schooled his face into an appropriately mild expression. “It would seem my lady and I are rather exhausted by our dragons’ antics,” he began, swallowing a laugh when one of the young men jumped visibly at his voice. “If you could please send us up some dinner and dessert, we will be retiring for the evening. You can leave your messages in my office. Goodnight.” R’nya managed to withdraw back into the room, closing the door with a snap before either of the young men in the hall could do more than open their mouths and he bit his lip to keep from laughing at the poor children.
Making his way back to the bedroom, R’nya bowed gravely to Rhaedalyn. “It seems all our duties for the evening have been excused,” he said, the smile in his voice even if his expression was mockingly serious. “Dinner will be served once the young messengers outside have managed to collect themselves and fetch it for us.” His smile turned into a cheerful smirk, and a bubble of laughter managed to escape at last. This evening was far too much fun!
“Sweets it is!” R’nya exclaimed buoyantly, leaning forward to kiss Rhaedalyn on the end of her nose before standing up and looking around for his pants, they were there somewhere… after a few moments, he found them lingering around the corner of the doorway and he picked them up and slid into them effortlessly before sticking his head out of Rhaedalyn’s doorway. As he’d expected, there were a couple of youngsters who looked like they’d been sent there to deliver some message or another but were too timid to enter but also too frightened of whomever had sent them (R’nya could guess, and the answer didn’t include dragons).
R’nya schooled his face into an appropriately mild expression. “It would seem my lady and I are rather exhausted by our dragons’ antics,” he began, swallowing a laugh when one of the young men jumped visibly at his voice. “If you could please send us up some dinner and dessert, we will be retiring for the evening. You can leave your messages in my office. Goodnight.” R’nya managed to withdraw back into the room, closing the door with a snap before either of the young men in the hall could do more than open their mouths and he bit his lip to keep from laughing at the poor children.
Making his way back to the bedroom, R’nya bowed gravely to Rhaedalyn. “It seems all our duties for the evening have been excused,” he said, the smile in his voice even if his expression was mockingly serious. “Dinner will be served once the young messengers outside have managed to collect themselves and fetch it for us.” His smile turned into a cheerful smirk, and a bubble of laughter managed to escape at last. This evening was far too much fun!