15.Dec.19, 04:19 AM
Katiryn brightened when she saw N’vian and bit her lip to keep from smiling too much at being called pretty. But she needn’t worry as the bronzerider kept talking and his confusion led to her own. “Your letter… it said you wanted to get together… for…” she didn’t even want to say it and sat back down on the couch, frowning at her hands folded neatly in her lap. She knew she hadn’t read it wrong! She’d read it several times before even believing the words so there was no way she misunderstood the intent of getting together later that day.
Unless…
The letter wasn’t meant for her at all. “The letter was for K’tir, not Katiryn,” she said blandly, the truth all coming together. Shards, she was so stupid! And now the gorgeous, older bronzerider knew that as well. “You wanted daddy, not me.” She poured a glass of wine, studied it for the briefest of moments, and then tossed the entire contents back. Mylorah got her dream bronzerider and now she was playing with a Lord. Some girls had all the luck and Katiryn realised she wasn’t one of them.
“Well!” She tried to cheer up but it was hard, knowing she’d made a fool of herself but she wanted to be a good hostess if nothing else, “please sit and help yourself to wine or fruit and I’ll go find daddy for you.” She stood and gestured to the couch that N’vian could sprawl on, without her atop him, now.
Unless…
The letter wasn’t meant for her at all. “The letter was for K’tir, not Katiryn,” she said blandly, the truth all coming together. Shards, she was so stupid! And now the gorgeous, older bronzerider knew that as well. “You wanted daddy, not me.” She poured a glass of wine, studied it for the briefest of moments, and then tossed the entire contents back. Mylorah got her dream bronzerider and now she was playing with a Lord. Some girls had all the luck and Katiryn realised she wasn’t one of them.
“Well!” She tried to cheer up but it was hard, knowing she’d made a fool of herself but she wanted to be a good hostess if nothing else, “please sit and help yourself to wine or fruit and I’ll go find daddy for you.” She stood and gestured to the couch that N’vian could sprawl on, without her atop him, now.