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22.Mar.15, 03:21 AM
The day had started out much the same as the ones before it with Alyren waking early and Rhaedalyn tending to her needs and then her own. The usual chores followed with laundry, some cooking, and baths for them all – including Aradissicath as she grumpily insisted on one after stating she felt neglected. That was when the day started to veer from the norm and Rhaedalyn slowly started to grow suspicious.
By the time dinner rolled around, the goldrider noticed some of the male dragons watching Aradissicath, who seemed rather content to sit and preen under all of the attention, showing off her hide that was nearly blinding in the sun. It was enough to voice her concern to Kahleena and, finally, far too worried about what it would mean if her dragon did fly, Rhaedalyn went to one of the crèche workers and asked to have Alyren watched for the night. It was always hard to part with her baby girl, though the time apart usually wasn’t that long, and she had good people to watch Alyren. Usually she’d ask Volfetti since she was good with kids and had morals that she respected but the woman had persuaded R’nd to watch their son for the night so she could have a little time to herself so it wasn’t fair to ask her to suddenly watch an infant.
Rhaedalyn had ended up taking another bath that night simply to unwind without having to worry about Alyren near the water and took great pains to ignore Aradissicath’s swinging mood. When a decent time for bed finally hit, Rhaedalyn frowned, wondering when her dragon would fly. Aradissicath gave her an answer soon after she snuggled in under the blanket, looking forward to a full night’s rest. She sighed, cringing slightly as she wondered who would give chase, and hoped Xyreith wasn’t mad at either of them. Having only two flights under her belt thus far, Rhaedalyn had to admit, it was nice to have R’nya be the man beside her both times and wanted to continue that lucky streak.
From the weight of the day, the flight’s activities, and the added exhaustion that hit her as the adrenaline started to wear off, Rhaedalyn was ready to curl up where she was, how she was, and sleep for at least three days. She remembered seeing R’nya’s face in the group of suitors but the thrill of the chase and the lust that consumed her after had obscured the memory about who had actually grabbed her. So before sleeping and possibly missing who it was on the other side of her bed, Rhaedalyn turned from lying on one side to the other so she could get a proper look.
A smile appeared as she saw R’nya and she reached out to lightly sweep aside his bangs so she could admire him in full. R’nya was perhaps the hardest working man she knew, always right down to business and with a serious expression etched onto his face. It was nice when she could see him in his down time where he seemed a bit more relaxed and closer to showing emotions that would bring him closer to smiling. His face in that moment was even better than the days they lounged by the lake or on a picnic. It was blissful and seemed genuinely happy. Rhaedalyn didn’t consider herself an expert on men, especially after the mess with Z’ia, but she did like to think she knew the bronzerider beside her better than most and she was relieved to see that he wasn’t angry or annoyed. Their last flight had ended with a quick retreat from the man and so far he didn’t seem to be in any hurry which was also a welcomed sign.
Suddenly realising that she was staring and her nude form was mostly exposed, Rhaedalyn laughed nervously and ducked her head to hide her embarrassment. She had been lucky after giving birth, keeping to something akin to her pre-pregnancy body. She still had a few pounds to shed before she was happy but it was still odd to have someone see her body in its current shape. In a way, she was embarrassed over the fact that her breasts hadn’t really increased in size and she didn’t have any extra curves that some of the mothers roaming around had. She was still rather plain and almost a plank of wood. At least she didn’t have any stretch marks. One of the other women saw her at the baths not too long ago and made a comment about being jealous. Rhaedalyn suspected she had just been lucky this time and if she had another child, it would be a lot rougher on her just to spite her.
“Dissi has wonderful timing, doesn’t she?” Rhaedalyn spoke softly, hoping to detract from her sudden shyness and forced herself to look back up at R’nya. “I hope we didn’t interrupt any plans you had for tonight.” She knew R’nya went to bed earlier than most so there was a strong chance he had been in bed as well, which was bad enough to interrupt and no doubt half of the Weyr would be cranky with her at breakfast, but Rhaedalyn really hoped there hadn’t been any other plans ruined.
By the time dinner rolled around, the goldrider noticed some of the male dragons watching Aradissicath, who seemed rather content to sit and preen under all of the attention, showing off her hide that was nearly blinding in the sun. It was enough to voice her concern to Kahleena and, finally, far too worried about what it would mean if her dragon did fly, Rhaedalyn went to one of the crèche workers and asked to have Alyren watched for the night. It was always hard to part with her baby girl, though the time apart usually wasn’t that long, and she had good people to watch Alyren. Usually she’d ask Volfetti since she was good with kids and had morals that she respected but the woman had persuaded R’nd to watch their son for the night so she could have a little time to herself so it wasn’t fair to ask her to suddenly watch an infant.
Rhaedalyn had ended up taking another bath that night simply to unwind without having to worry about Alyren near the water and took great pains to ignore Aradissicath’s swinging mood. When a decent time for bed finally hit, Rhaedalyn frowned, wondering when her dragon would fly. Aradissicath gave her an answer soon after she snuggled in under the blanket, looking forward to a full night’s rest. She sighed, cringing slightly as she wondered who would give chase, and hoped Xyreith wasn’t mad at either of them. Having only two flights under her belt thus far, Rhaedalyn had to admit, it was nice to have R’nya be the man beside her both times and wanted to continue that lucky streak.
From the weight of the day, the flight’s activities, and the added exhaustion that hit her as the adrenaline started to wear off, Rhaedalyn was ready to curl up where she was, how she was, and sleep for at least three days. She remembered seeing R’nya’s face in the group of suitors but the thrill of the chase and the lust that consumed her after had obscured the memory about who had actually grabbed her. So before sleeping and possibly missing who it was on the other side of her bed, Rhaedalyn turned from lying on one side to the other so she could get a proper look.
A smile appeared as she saw R’nya and she reached out to lightly sweep aside his bangs so she could admire him in full. R’nya was perhaps the hardest working man she knew, always right down to business and with a serious expression etched onto his face. It was nice when she could see him in his down time where he seemed a bit more relaxed and closer to showing emotions that would bring him closer to smiling. His face in that moment was even better than the days they lounged by the lake or on a picnic. It was blissful and seemed genuinely happy. Rhaedalyn didn’t consider herself an expert on men, especially after the mess with Z’ia, but she did like to think she knew the bronzerider beside her better than most and she was relieved to see that he wasn’t angry or annoyed. Their last flight had ended with a quick retreat from the man and so far he didn’t seem to be in any hurry which was also a welcomed sign.
Suddenly realising that she was staring and her nude form was mostly exposed, Rhaedalyn laughed nervously and ducked her head to hide her embarrassment. She had been lucky after giving birth, keeping to something akin to her pre-pregnancy body. She still had a few pounds to shed before she was happy but it was still odd to have someone see her body in its current shape. In a way, she was embarrassed over the fact that her breasts hadn’t really increased in size and she didn’t have any extra curves that some of the mothers roaming around had. She was still rather plain and almost a plank of wood. At least she didn’t have any stretch marks. One of the other women saw her at the baths not too long ago and made a comment about being jealous. Rhaedalyn suspected she had just been lucky this time and if she had another child, it would be a lot rougher on her just to spite her.
“Dissi has wonderful timing, doesn’t she?” Rhaedalyn spoke softly, hoping to detract from her sudden shyness and forced herself to look back up at R’nya. “I hope we didn’t interrupt any plans you had for tonight.” She knew R’nya went to bed earlier than most so there was a strong chance he had been in bed as well, which was bad enough to interrupt and no doubt half of the Weyr would be cranky with her at breakfast, but Rhaedalyn really hoped there hadn’t been any other plans ruined.
