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02.Sep.14, 09:15 AM
“Oh, definitely,” Rhaedalyn replied with a nod, recalling some of the stories the older women would tell when they sat around knitting and mending. She was only six when the dragons vanished so her parents never had to worry about her being stolen away; until it happened turns later when Katila had to kidnap Candidates. “If that happened, then the father couldn’t marry her off and forge a beneficial deal with a greater family. It never mattered what the maiden wanted either which made for a great deal of loneliness.”
Another pause was given but this time it was to watch Rumour head butt R’nya’s foot. It was odd but Rhaedalyn figured it was his attempt to get the bronzerider to play. Normally, she would have let him but it was obvious that R’nya wanted to relax if he wanted to listen to her little stories so she reached over and scooped up the blue firelizard before he became a nuisance. Rumour protested for only a moment before settling into her lap, content to nap after all since he got the coveted spot. “But at a Holder’s gathering one day, the maiden met a handsome man and her heart was immediately his. He was kind, funny, and made her feel special. Her father didn’t like that though since he knew nothing of the man and what he could offer so he whisked away the maiden and locked her in her tower in the clouds.”
Aradissicath swatted her tail at Xyreith again as the bronze continued his usual routine of poking and licking her at random. Finally she stood and sauntered over to the water’s edge, dipping a foot into the water. If the water isn’t too cold for you, my dear bronze-coloured pain, you should swim with me. Slowly she worked her way into the water, wading in deeper until she was paddling freely to cool off from all the sunning.
“The maiden cried all night and all the following day. She didn’t want to eat anything either. It was only when the strange sound outside her window was heard that she stirred herself from her bed and flung open the shutter. There, sitting atop a large beautiful dragon was her handsome man from the night before. He had asked around until he knew where she was and decided he needed to not only rescue her from the sad life her father put her in but that he needed her in his life.” Rhaedalyn stopped to catch her breath as she had been excitedly telling the story instead of calmly, like she tried to do when she popped in at the crèche to help with the children. “But as their hands touched and he was about to pull her through the window, the door flew open and the father charged across the room. He reached out and instead of grabbing for her other arm, he only managed to reach her long hair. Terrified of the trouble she’d be in and never seeing the man that so swiftly captured her heart, the maiden grabbed at the belt knife her hero wore and swiped it through her hair. It, along with the knife and her father, fell to the floor as she was scooped up onto the dragon, her short jagged hair falling around her face.”
Another pause was given but this time it was to watch Rumour head butt R’nya’s foot. It was odd but Rhaedalyn figured it was his attempt to get the bronzerider to play. Normally, she would have let him but it was obvious that R’nya wanted to relax if he wanted to listen to her little stories so she reached over and scooped up the blue firelizard before he became a nuisance. Rumour protested for only a moment before settling into her lap, content to nap after all since he got the coveted spot. “But at a Holder’s gathering one day, the maiden met a handsome man and her heart was immediately his. He was kind, funny, and made her feel special. Her father didn’t like that though since he knew nothing of the man and what he could offer so he whisked away the maiden and locked her in her tower in the clouds.”
Aradissicath swatted her tail at Xyreith again as the bronze continued his usual routine of poking and licking her at random. Finally she stood and sauntered over to the water’s edge, dipping a foot into the water. If the water isn’t too cold for you, my dear bronze-coloured pain, you should swim with me. Slowly she worked her way into the water, wading in deeper until she was paddling freely to cool off from all the sunning.
“The maiden cried all night and all the following day. She didn’t want to eat anything either. It was only when the strange sound outside her window was heard that she stirred herself from her bed and flung open the shutter. There, sitting atop a large beautiful dragon was her handsome man from the night before. He had asked around until he knew where she was and decided he needed to not only rescue her from the sad life her father put her in but that he needed her in his life.” Rhaedalyn stopped to catch her breath as she had been excitedly telling the story instead of calmly, like she tried to do when she popped in at the crèche to help with the children. “But as their hands touched and he was about to pull her through the window, the door flew open and the father charged across the room. He reached out and instead of grabbing for her other arm, he only managed to reach her long hair. Terrified of the trouble she’d be in and never seeing the man that so swiftly captured her heart, the maiden grabbed at the belt knife her hero wore and swiped it through her hair. It, along with the knife and her father, fell to the floor as she was scooped up onto the dragon, her short jagged hair falling around her face.”
