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09.Sep.18, 09:59 AM
“No promises!” Indivara promised, eyes sparkling as she munched happily on the fruit, leaving her mouth empty just long enough to string a couple of words together before filling it once more. She’d mostly moved on to eating a constant supply of fresh fruit, rather than the nuts and dried fruit she’d started on in the earlier stages of her pregnancy. The intake of fruity goodness helped counter some of her less delightful pregnancy symptoms, and that helped keep Indivara happy.
The question about her pregnancy had Indivara scrunching her nose up as she swallowed the mouthful of apple she’d been munching on. “Well enough,” she said with a slight shrug. She wasn’t really one to air her grievances with being pregnant, or at least, not outside a select few. Very, very few people knew how much she’d struggled with her pregnancy with Varlea, and so comparing the current to the previous when such enquiries came about would have been pointless. Indivara wasn’t one to seek, or accept, the pity of others.
Well, maybe Val. But even that was a stormy sea and depend on her mood. Some days she demanded to be coddled, some days she threw something at him for looking in her direction.
“Could be worse,” she admitted, after sending more fruit down to her stomach for digestion. “Rhaedalyn still wants the imp, even though she’s got two for the price of one. I swear to Faranth if I was carrying twins I might possibly actually murder Val in the most drawn-out and bloody way imaginable.” Because being pregnant with one parasite wasn’t bad enough! Indivara could only imagine how awful it would be to carry two – and then give birth, one after the other! And then there was feeding and changing and general making sure they didn’t somehow kill themselves. Babies! Indivara scrunched her nose up again. “She can have them.” She added, making a disgusted expression as she shuddered.
Children were not something Indivara had ever wanted, and she’d been slapped with them twice now. Both times because she hadn’t had the forethought to take care of the issue with decorum; Varlea was kept solely because Indivara hadn’t realised she was pregnant until she was far enough along that a trip between had seemed unwise, if nothing else. This time? Venseth was entirely to blame, and her easy pregnancy so far was doing nothing to convince the damnable dragon that the whole ordeal was a bad idea.
“Between is going to be my new best friend, starting in the new Turn,” Indivara said mildly, rubbing a hand over her belly. “Even if I have to steal Veeth for the trip,” and she cast a dirty look towards the direction Venseth was located in, outside the Hatching Sands. Indivara had always been relaxed about interacting with dragons, an effect that came with growing up with a dragonrider parent, and often being babysat by Parella of the ever friendly Grith. Add to that her friendship with Jada and the weird friendship she had had with Krypth, and Indivara considered most dragons her friend and often treated them in much the same manner as she treated people, and very rarely as if they were the sole companion of their chosen lifemate.
The question about her pregnancy had Indivara scrunching her nose up as she swallowed the mouthful of apple she’d been munching on. “Well enough,” she said with a slight shrug. She wasn’t really one to air her grievances with being pregnant, or at least, not outside a select few. Very, very few people knew how much she’d struggled with her pregnancy with Varlea, and so comparing the current to the previous when such enquiries came about would have been pointless. Indivara wasn’t one to seek, or accept, the pity of others.
Well, maybe Val. But even that was a stormy sea and depend on her mood. Some days she demanded to be coddled, some days she threw something at him for looking in her direction.
“Could be worse,” she admitted, after sending more fruit down to her stomach for digestion. “Rhaedalyn still wants the imp, even though she’s got two for the price of one. I swear to Faranth if I was carrying twins I might possibly actually murder Val in the most drawn-out and bloody way imaginable.” Because being pregnant with one parasite wasn’t bad enough! Indivara could only imagine how awful it would be to carry two – and then give birth, one after the other! And then there was feeding and changing and general making sure they didn’t somehow kill themselves. Babies! Indivara scrunched her nose up again. “She can have them.” She added, making a disgusted expression as she shuddered.
Children were not something Indivara had ever wanted, and she’d been slapped with them twice now. Both times because she hadn’t had the forethought to take care of the issue with decorum; Varlea was kept solely because Indivara hadn’t realised she was pregnant until she was far enough along that a trip between had seemed unwise, if nothing else. This time? Venseth was entirely to blame, and her easy pregnancy so far was doing nothing to convince the damnable dragon that the whole ordeal was a bad idea.
“Between is going to be my new best friend, starting in the new Turn,” Indivara said mildly, rubbing a hand over her belly. “Even if I have to steal Veeth for the trip,” and she cast a dirty look towards the direction Venseth was located in, outside the Hatching Sands. Indivara had always been relaxed about interacting with dragons, an effect that came with growing up with a dragonrider parent, and often being babysat by Parella of the ever friendly Grith. Add to that her friendship with Jada and the weird friendship she had had with Krypth, and Indivara considered most dragons her friend and often treated them in much the same manner as she treated people, and very rarely as if they were the sole companion of their chosen lifemate.
