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17.Dec.17, 09:42 AM
R’nya was clever and they had enjoyed many deep and meaningful conversations over the years but the man was dense when it came to Rhaedalyn. Quilriana still remembered the night they had met and how it had ended up turning into an escape for them both with meeting for sex, yes, but they also just enjoyed each other’s company. She hadn’t been looking for anything; as a widow with children that was also kicked off her farm, she didn’t think she’d be looked upon fondly as a wife again and she found she didn’t need a husband to function. But when they started talking more about personal affairs, like his golden girls and Rhaedalyn specifically, Quilriana noticed something interesting. R’nya just couldn’t see logic where Rhaedalyn was concerned. She had helped the man over the years with ideas for gifts or even gave him ideas when he was baffled over a situation. It was rather fun to solve, like a puzzle she liked doing with her kids.
So it didn’t surprise her that R’nya missed the point entirely. Then again, she also knew enough about the Weyr lifestyle from her parents’ tales and R’nya’s own take on things, that there was another factor at play. Being mated was all well and good but it didn’t stop anyone from having a lover on the side and no one thought twice about it. It had never bothered her that she was that lover but Quilriana knew it would bother Rhaedalyn if she found out she was sharing her sweet, gorgeous, and amazing in bed man.
She smiled as she patted R’nya’s cheek softly and let out a low laugh. “Oh, R’nya. I have no doubt she will adore my son. Quinvalis is kind, smart, and eager to help. I’m sure he’d even help with the girls if she asked. But that’s not what I meant,” she didn’t want to break his illusions of anything he had but Quilriana also felt it was wise to open his eyes a bit so he knew more clearly what he was doing and that it added in another layer now. Not that she was worried about her son blabbing secrets. “Won’t she think it odd that Xyreith Searched someone randomly if he’s never done that before? What makes Quin so special? What if she thinks it was done as a favour and wants to know who it was for and why?”
She slipped her arms around R’nya’s neck, one hand lightly toying with his hair, “I’m not worried and I don’t care what you end up telling her. I just don’t want her to be worried.” It was true; Rhaedalyn seemed almost too precious for the world and not for the first time Quilriana wondered how the woman ended up in Katila, Impressing, and now co-running a Weyr. It was likely how sweet she was and that other people wanted to keep her safe and happy as well.
So it didn’t surprise her that R’nya missed the point entirely. Then again, she also knew enough about the Weyr lifestyle from her parents’ tales and R’nya’s own take on things, that there was another factor at play. Being mated was all well and good but it didn’t stop anyone from having a lover on the side and no one thought twice about it. It had never bothered her that she was that lover but Quilriana knew it would bother Rhaedalyn if she found out she was sharing her sweet, gorgeous, and amazing in bed man.
She smiled as she patted R’nya’s cheek softly and let out a low laugh. “Oh, R’nya. I have no doubt she will adore my son. Quinvalis is kind, smart, and eager to help. I’m sure he’d even help with the girls if she asked. But that’s not what I meant,” she didn’t want to break his illusions of anything he had but Quilriana also felt it was wise to open his eyes a bit so he knew more clearly what he was doing and that it added in another layer now. Not that she was worried about her son blabbing secrets. “Won’t she think it odd that Xyreith Searched someone randomly if he’s never done that before? What makes Quin so special? What if she thinks it was done as a favour and wants to know who it was for and why?”
She slipped her arms around R’nya’s neck, one hand lightly toying with his hair, “I’m not worried and I don’t care what you end up telling her. I just don’t want her to be worried.” It was true; Rhaedalyn seemed almost too precious for the world and not for the first time Quilriana wondered how the woman ended up in Katila, Impressing, and now co-running a Weyr. It was likely how sweet she was and that other people wanted to keep her safe and happy as well.
