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08.Jan.13, 06:48 PM
Her lower lip trembled when Indivara told her no. Why didn’t anyone want to help her? She had been kidnapped to Stand, hadn’t she? Why were so many of the people that had willingly gone South or been born in the South so against her being there and against the idea of helping her? Rhaedalyn covered her mouth to keep from sobbing aloud as her vision started to get blurry with tears pooling as Indivara yelled at her for being an idiot. Yes, she supposed she was stupid after all. Rhaedalyn always thought she was smart and clever but maybe that only extended to tailoring and nothing else in life. Both dragons and men didn’t have a use for her.
Rhaedalyn took slow shaking steps backwards until her back hit a wall and stopped her escape. She could bolt for the door and forget she ever asked Indivara for any sort of help. She was so stupid! However, Indivara spoke again at the right time and it kept the trembling girl from running away. It was sweet of her to offer to still help and normally the comment about being pretty would have made Rhaedalyn give a shy smile but this time it only served to be the reason to send the tears sliding down her cheeks. “No one wants me,” she mumbled softly, voice too weak and will too shattered to give much conviction behind the statement before sliding down the wall to sit on the floor.
Hands quickly wiped away the fallen tears a moment after knees hit the floor. This wasn’t a time to sulk and wallow in self-pity! Indivara had still offered to help and she was bound to know someone that would pity her enough to help her get back on the Sands. Once the tears were dabbed dry, Rhaedalyn glanced up at the younger woman, hope sparkling as brightly as her previous tears had. “You’ll really help me find someone to… to take… to have my virginity?” It was such a strange conversation to have! She had been raised to believe she would be shipped off to a man that would help her family’s position but Rhaedalyn had held onto the childish belief that she’d still fall madly in love with the man and be glad to enter his marriage bed as an unspoiled woman waiting only for him. Her parents had held off on marrying her until she proved useless in various aspects of life and then she had been Stolen and asked to live a new life.
Some habits were hard to shake and her dream of finding the perfect man that would cherish her and love her as much as she loved him was one of those things. It was obvious now that she couldn’t go to her man unspoiled if she wanted to be considered useful to the community and have a chance at having her own dragon but Rhaedalyn could adapt. If her man – Z’ia if her instincts were correct – appreciated what she was willing to do for Katila, surely he would be okay with someone doing the favour of introducing her to the ways of weyr life and what it was like to be a dragonrider.
Oh, she didn’t even know what she was thinking anymore! A sniffle was given but the tears were done falling. Still, Rhaedalyn didn’t get back to her feet. It was better to remain sitting since she wasn’t sure what Indivara had in store as suggestions. All Rhaedalyn wanted was someone handsome that would be kind to her as he did the deed. Did Indivara know anyone like that?
Rhaedalyn took slow shaking steps backwards until her back hit a wall and stopped her escape. She could bolt for the door and forget she ever asked Indivara for any sort of help. She was so stupid! However, Indivara spoke again at the right time and it kept the trembling girl from running away. It was sweet of her to offer to still help and normally the comment about being pretty would have made Rhaedalyn give a shy smile but this time it only served to be the reason to send the tears sliding down her cheeks. “No one wants me,” she mumbled softly, voice too weak and will too shattered to give much conviction behind the statement before sliding down the wall to sit on the floor.
Hands quickly wiped away the fallen tears a moment after knees hit the floor. This wasn’t a time to sulk and wallow in self-pity! Indivara had still offered to help and she was bound to know someone that would pity her enough to help her get back on the Sands. Once the tears were dabbed dry, Rhaedalyn glanced up at the younger woman, hope sparkling as brightly as her previous tears had. “You’ll really help me find someone to… to take… to have my virginity?” It was such a strange conversation to have! She had been raised to believe she would be shipped off to a man that would help her family’s position but Rhaedalyn had held onto the childish belief that she’d still fall madly in love with the man and be glad to enter his marriage bed as an unspoiled woman waiting only for him. Her parents had held off on marrying her until she proved useless in various aspects of life and then she had been Stolen and asked to live a new life.
Some habits were hard to shake and her dream of finding the perfect man that would cherish her and love her as much as she loved him was one of those things. It was obvious now that she couldn’t go to her man unspoiled if she wanted to be considered useful to the community and have a chance at having her own dragon but Rhaedalyn could adapt. If her man – Z’ia if her instincts were correct – appreciated what she was willing to do for Katila, surely he would be okay with someone doing the favour of introducing her to the ways of weyr life and what it was like to be a dragonrider.
Oh, she didn’t even know what she was thinking anymore! A sniffle was given but the tears were done falling. Still, Rhaedalyn didn’t get back to her feet. It was better to remain sitting since she wasn’t sure what Indivara had in store as suggestions. All Rhaedalyn wanted was someone handsome that would be kind to her as he did the deed. Did Indivara know anyone like that?
