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20.Oct.17, 10:43 AM
Quilriana waited as Xyreith sniffed her son, or stared deep inside him, or whatever it was dragons did when they were Searching. She knew her son was worthy and could one day be a wonderful dragonrider himself but first they needed official proof and a dragon's word was counted as just that. Sure, Xyreith wasn't technically a Search dragon since he was a bronze and it was greens and blues that were traditionally the ones that brought in Candidates. But R'nya said he would help give Quinvalis a better life in the Weyr and a proper way in was the best way, so Xyreith was throwing in his opinion since bronze dragon and rider alike could do such a thing when they found someone interesting.
When Xyreith seemed finished and gave his verdict, Quilriana held her breath. It wouldn't be much of a birthday gift if he didn't think Quinvalis was worth Searching. It'd only serve to get his hopes up and dash them in a matter of moments. They had discussed this possibility and Quilriana didn't want them lying to her son and saying he was acceptable when he wasn't. Besides, dragons couldn't lie and she didn't think Xyreith would even if he could. Her eyes fluttered shut, not at all able to bear seeing what came next.
Moments passed before she heard Quinvalis' simple one questioning word of 'really?' that had her daring to look. The first thing she sought out was R'nya to see his reaction. There was the faintest hint of a smile on his lips which she took to mean something positive. A glance at her son showed him positively glowing and Quilriana allowed herself to smile as well.
"Well then, I think it's time for a celebratory meal."
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After the evening meal had been cleaned up and Quilriana sent her daughter off to get ready for a bath before bed and fiddled with the dish cloth as she finished drying the last plate. She had a gift for her son but she didn't know if he'd want it or want to accept it front of R'nya. She knew Quinvalis looked up to the bronzerider, not that she could blame him or even minded. R'nya was a good role model when it came to manners, professionalism, and caring for his own kids. In truth, she was kind of the only flaw R'nya had and even in most circles having a lover on the side wouldn't be frowned upon. Still, she didn't want her son to pick up all of R'nya's habits.
Setting the towel down, Quilriana finally made up her mind and decided it was a mother's job to lightly embarrass her children and waited until Quinvalis finished refilling R'nya's glass of wine -- though the man, as usual had been nursing his drink and it was only a small top up -- before suggesting they move outside for a bit of air and away from the noise that was coming from the front of the tavern as men continued to drink into the night.
Once outside, she gave a subtle wave to R'nya, ushering him a few feet away from a moment. "Quinvalis, my sweet baby boy," her hands cradled both sides of his face as she took in every feature on his face and smiled gently. "I have a gift for you, both or your birthday and for becoming a Candidate." Letting go of his face, Quilriana reached behind her neck and unclasped the necklace that she rarely took off. It had been her mother's and was given to her when she was young and it was one of her few treasures outside of her children. It wasn't much; a simple chain and a small red gem, but it was enough for her.
As she placed it in Quinvalis' palm that she had told him to hold out, Quilriana smiled brightly though tears threatened to spill free, "I am so proud of you, Quin. You're becoming a fine young man and soon you'll be a dragonrider, of that I have no doubt. Fort will be such a wonderful opportunity for you."
When Xyreith seemed finished and gave his verdict, Quilriana held her breath. It wouldn't be much of a birthday gift if he didn't think Quinvalis was worth Searching. It'd only serve to get his hopes up and dash them in a matter of moments. They had discussed this possibility and Quilriana didn't want them lying to her son and saying he was acceptable when he wasn't. Besides, dragons couldn't lie and she didn't think Xyreith would even if he could. Her eyes fluttered shut, not at all able to bear seeing what came next.
Moments passed before she heard Quinvalis' simple one questioning word of 'really?' that had her daring to look. The first thing she sought out was R'nya to see his reaction. There was the faintest hint of a smile on his lips which she took to mean something positive. A glance at her son showed him positively glowing and Quilriana allowed herself to smile as well.
"Well then, I think it's time for a celebratory meal."
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After the evening meal had been cleaned up and Quilriana sent her daughter off to get ready for a bath before bed and fiddled with the dish cloth as she finished drying the last plate. She had a gift for her son but she didn't know if he'd want it or want to accept it front of R'nya. She knew Quinvalis looked up to the bronzerider, not that she could blame him or even minded. R'nya was a good role model when it came to manners, professionalism, and caring for his own kids. In truth, she was kind of the only flaw R'nya had and even in most circles having a lover on the side wouldn't be frowned upon. Still, she didn't want her son to pick up all of R'nya's habits.
Setting the towel down, Quilriana finally made up her mind and decided it was a mother's job to lightly embarrass her children and waited until Quinvalis finished refilling R'nya's glass of wine -- though the man, as usual had been nursing his drink and it was only a small top up -- before suggesting they move outside for a bit of air and away from the noise that was coming from the front of the tavern as men continued to drink into the night.
Once outside, she gave a subtle wave to R'nya, ushering him a few feet away from a moment. "Quinvalis, my sweet baby boy," her hands cradled both sides of his face as she took in every feature on his face and smiled gently. "I have a gift for you, both or your birthday and for becoming a Candidate." Letting go of his face, Quilriana reached behind her neck and unclasped the necklace that she rarely took off. It had been her mother's and was given to her when she was young and it was one of her few treasures outside of her children. It wasn't much; a simple chain and a small red gem, but it was enough for her.
As she placed it in Quinvalis' palm that she had told him to hold out, Quilriana smiled brightly though tears threatened to spill free, "I am so proud of you, Quin. You're becoming a fine young man and soon you'll be a dragonrider, of that I have no doubt. Fort will be such a wonderful opportunity for you."
