13.Feb.13, 07:16 PM
R'ana leaned her head against her dragon's chest. She murmured, tiredly, "You know why B'run." Her words were flat, tired. She didn't drink for a reason. It intensified everything. Emotion. Clumsiness. Then it numbed it. What had she been thinking, getting drunk this night?
It was Shanith who picked up that he truly didn't know. It baffled her, R'ana had tried many times to tell him, but she knew for a fact that he didn't know. She turned to Olemuth. Silently she showed the bronze an image of a child, two turns old, with R'ana's dark hair and eyes. B'run's high cheek bones and nose. Her name's Berani. She spoke to Olemuth quietly, calm under her rider's touch and love, R'ana shielding her from her thoughts and emotions now.
R'ana spoke quietly. "I could understand you ignoring the first note I sent. I stepped back while I tried to figure out being pregnant and whether to keep the baby. But the rest..." She hadn't been able to get Shanith to speak to anyone else or even leave her side once she had been put on bed rest with Rani so she had asked a friend to deliver notes to B'run begging him to come see her, that she needed to tell him something. She had no idea the notes had gone undelivered.
The worst part of it had been that she had no idea what she had done. If it was that she had grown to care for him? Or that she had gotten pregnant during that Flight? Or that she hadn't been able to trust enough to go to him about it? The list of things she could have done to cause this was endless. She didn't make friends easily. She didn't let go of them easily and had never been able to let go of B'run. She hated that. Life would be easier if she just...She didn't know any more. She petted Shanith softly.
It was Shanith who picked up that he truly didn't know. It baffled her, R'ana had tried many times to tell him, but she knew for a fact that he didn't know. She turned to Olemuth. Silently she showed the bronze an image of a child, two turns old, with R'ana's dark hair and eyes. B'run's high cheek bones and nose. Her name's Berani. She spoke to Olemuth quietly, calm under her rider's touch and love, R'ana shielding her from her thoughts and emotions now.
R'ana spoke quietly. "I could understand you ignoring the first note I sent. I stepped back while I tried to figure out being pregnant and whether to keep the baby. But the rest..." She hadn't been able to get Shanith to speak to anyone else or even leave her side once she had been put on bed rest with Rani so she had asked a friend to deliver notes to B'run begging him to come see her, that she needed to tell him something. She had no idea the notes had gone undelivered.
The worst part of it had been that she had no idea what she had done. If it was that she had grown to care for him? Or that she had gotten pregnant during that Flight? Or that she hadn't been able to trust enough to go to him about it? The list of things she could have done to cause this was endless. She didn't make friends easily. She didn't let go of them easily and had never been able to let go of B'run. She hated that. Life would be easier if she just...She didn't know any more. She petted Shanith softly.