13.Feb.19, 08:56 AM
Xyliah genuinely enjoyed Azrin’s company, so his surprise visit was hardly a chore for her and she was rather amused by the way Yanzi had perked up when Jalazmar’s brother decided to drop in. Xyliah had long since stopped being surprised by the bedrooms Yanzi would slip into, and she’d learned early that her maid was both delicate and subtle about her affairs. Xyliah honestly didn’t mind who Yanzi slept with, so long as she didn’t cause trouble, which Yanzi knew.
Wide eyes considered Azrin when he suggested they host a party or celebration or some-such for the dragonriders. Her look of terror switched to Jalazmar when he spoke, and Xyliah felt her heart fluttering at the idea of all those people – and dragons – that would be popping into their little Hold to celebrate surviving the fires and the weight of the responsibility felt like it was crushing her already! Somehow, though, she managed to take a deep breath and school her features so that when Jalazmar looked to her, she wore just a small smile tugging up one corner of her lips.
“Of course,” Xyliah said mildly, somehow managing not to let the terror she felt at hosting such a large-scale event seep into her voice. She had a feeling Azrin would definitely see through her, if he hadn’t seen her face, but she hoped to at least hide her worries from Jalazmar – not because she didn’t think he’d care, but for the opposite. She didn’t want to ruin their chances at securing alliances with the dragonriders and other Holdings, just because the thought of the party was enough to make her stomach churn anxiously!
Wide eyes considered Azrin when he suggested they host a party or celebration or some-such for the dragonriders. Her look of terror switched to Jalazmar when he spoke, and Xyliah felt her heart fluttering at the idea of all those people – and dragons – that would be popping into their little Hold to celebrate surviving the fires and the weight of the responsibility felt like it was crushing her already! Somehow, though, she managed to take a deep breath and school her features so that when Jalazmar looked to her, she wore just a small smile tugging up one corner of her lips.
“Of course,” Xyliah said mildly, somehow managing not to let the terror she felt at hosting such a large-scale event seep into her voice. She had a feeling Azrin would definitely see through her, if he hadn’t seen her face, but she hoped to at least hide her worries from Jalazmar – not because she didn’t think he’d care, but for the opposite. She didn’t want to ruin their chances at securing alliances with the dragonriders and other Holdings, just because the thought of the party was enough to make her stomach churn anxiously!