11.Mar.21, 10:47 PM
"I'm not adorable," Ferra objected with a soft hiss, gently batting a hand against D'io's back. She settled into the gentle bounce of his walk and pulled her arms away from his neck so she could cross them defiantly in front of her chest, still clutching the book securely. As much as she wanted him to put her down, it was nice to be carried, and they were moving much faster than if she'd insisted on walking, so she tolerated it for the moment. If anyone in her family saw her... well, she had hurt her knee.
By the time they reached the kitchens Ferra's arms were still crossed, though not as tightly, and she was leaning a bit more comfortably against D'io. "I don't always read by myself... and it's not because no one will read with me. Sometimes I just like to read quietly. There's nothing wrong with that you know. Maybe if I can teach you to read you'll like doing it on your own too." That and reading by yourself meant you didn't have to read the embarrassing parts aloud for anyone to hear.
She let D'io order the food for them both, and she carefully tried balancing it all on her lap as he continued to carry her onward towards his dragon. Ferra considered offering to walk so that he wouldn't have to keep carrying her, he had to be getting tired of it, but there was a distinct possibility he might take her up on the offer. And she really was starting to like that he kept insisting on it. So she kept her mouth shut until she saw the beautifully rippled hide of the brown dragon. "Is that him? He's pretty..." she blushed slightly and corrected herself, "I mean handsome."
By the time they reached the kitchens Ferra's arms were still crossed, though not as tightly, and she was leaning a bit more comfortably against D'io. "I don't always read by myself... and it's not because no one will read with me. Sometimes I just like to read quietly. There's nothing wrong with that you know. Maybe if I can teach you to read you'll like doing it on your own too." That and reading by yourself meant you didn't have to read the embarrassing parts aloud for anyone to hear.
She let D'io order the food for them both, and she carefully tried balancing it all on her lap as he continued to carry her onward towards his dragon. Ferra considered offering to walk so that he wouldn't have to keep carrying her, he had to be getting tired of it, but there was a distinct possibility he might take her up on the offer. And she really was starting to like that he kept insisting on it. So she kept her mouth shut until she saw the beautifully rippled hide of the brown dragon. "Is that him? He's pretty..." she blushed slightly and corrected herself, "I mean handsome."