24.Dec.20, 02:39 PM
"I'm sure you'll make up for your soberness by having the wildest parties," Cazan smiled as she teased. She was oddly proud of him for having done so much work on his own and finding out as much as he head. He certainly was clever and conniving enough to be able to handle the politics. Even though she was only a junior Goldrider, and not even a graduated one at that, Cazan doubted she could hide behind her leather forever. Eventually she was sure she'd have to help a bit more actively with the Weyr. Having Yfris to consult and get ideas from might be handy one day. But she could probably do that whether they were married or not.
Cazan tilted her head when he brought up that chance to free her though. Had he really crawled out of his comfortable and cozy carefree attitude just to try and help her? She took another long sip of her tea, trying to keep the sudden surge of emotions from making her do anything stupid or silly. "Iffy, I'm beginning to suspect you are secretly an adorable sweetheart. I'm touched that you'd work so hard to give me an out from all of this."
She considered being dramatic and taking the paper he'd tossed on the table to throw over her shoulder, but then she'd have to clean it up and she was not that dedicated to the bit. Instead she just shook her head. "I realized that I would probably be inconvenienced the least by this marriage. I'd have to visit family and do the occasional fancy dinner, maybe show off the baby if people were so inclined, and send a rider to pick you up and take you back to Misty Hold... but I'd be fine. I'd still have Malvayth, I'd still have T'ryn. And I'm willing to let you have an alternative to marrying a proper dragonless lady. So if you think this would be the better option for you, then... let's get married I suppose. I'm just grounded and can't leave the Weyr until after Mal's clutch hatches."
Cazan tilted her head when he brought up that chance to free her though. Had he really crawled out of his comfortable and cozy carefree attitude just to try and help her? She took another long sip of her tea, trying to keep the sudden surge of emotions from making her do anything stupid or silly. "Iffy, I'm beginning to suspect you are secretly an adorable sweetheart. I'm touched that you'd work so hard to give me an out from all of this."
She considered being dramatic and taking the paper he'd tossed on the table to throw over her shoulder, but then she'd have to clean it up and she was not that dedicated to the bit. Instead she just shook her head. "I realized that I would probably be inconvenienced the least by this marriage. I'd have to visit family and do the occasional fancy dinner, maybe show off the baby if people were so inclined, and send a rider to pick you up and take you back to Misty Hold... but I'd be fine. I'd still have Malvayth, I'd still have T'ryn. And I'm willing to let you have an alternative to marrying a proper dragonless lady. So if you think this would be the better option for you, then... let's get married I suppose. I'm just grounded and can't leave the Weyr until after Mal's clutch hatches."