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11.Jan.16, 02:26 PM
Rhaedalyn had spent far too much time on planning the perfect day for her daughter’s first birthday. She knew the girl wouldn’t remember it, though she also knew Aradissicath could one day draw on memories and feed them to the girl. So it was important Alyren knew she had always been loved and spoiled. Mostly, though, she had admitted to herself a few times, the day was for her and hopefully R’nya. The bronzerider had been fully committed to being a father from early on – and would have been even earlier if she hadn’t been blind to the fact that he had wanted to be in their life and that she wasn’t inconveniencing him – so she suspected he’d enjoy special moments like this as well. It didn’t hurt that their daughter’s birthday fell on the same day as R’nya’s birth.
A fact Rhaedalyn had almost foolishly overlooked.
She had recovered such forgotten memories in time and made sure she spoiled her friend later in the evening as well after Alyren had been given to a friend to watch for the night.
As she watched R’nya entertain the little girl who kept staring at her daddy with bright eyes, Rhaedalyn felt like the day had so far been a success. The area they sat in under the shade of a large tree wasn’t entirely familiar to her yet but Aradissicath had recently flown and she was no longer allowed to go on trips between and the gold had refused – with as much affection and trust as she could pour onto the bronze – to let Xyreith take the family back to Katila for the day so Rhaedalyn could return to old favourite places. A new potential favourite place had been found close to Fort Weyr and Xyreith was allowed to take them there for the day since it was close by and everyone would be happy.
A light picnic lunch had been put together filled with finger foods they would all enjoy and three cupcakes to serve as a birthday cake. Some people tried to tell her that Alyren was still too young for sweets but Rhaedalyn waved away the advice since she hadn’t planned on putting sweet icing on the girl’s treat. It was more symbolic than anything else since she didn’t even think Alyren would pay it much attention and would perhaps only nibble on a few bites.
Lunch had been set aside a while ago and they had played in the field for a bit before returning to the blanket that had been spread out for their comfort. Rhaedalyn quietly admired her handiwork that was Alyren’s dress. She had been practicing making children’s clothing since giving birth and she was rather pleased with her work on the dress that had been one of her presents. The other gift was a little doll she had commissioned to be made and it seemed like it had been a good idea as the girl kept grabbing it and sometimes even giving it a small hug. It warmed her heart almost as much as watching father and daughter interact. It wasn’t her birthday but truly, that had to be the best gift of the day and she did nothing to interrupt their time and quietly sat with her hands folded in her lap, smiling gently.
The only frown that appeared during that time was when Muffin returned from playing with Whisper and Rumour to start stealing bites of Alyren’s forgotten cupcake. She thought about shooing the blue firelizard away but stopped herself. Muffin was as much a family member as the humans sitting on the blanket with her and it was rather normal to have the energetic flitter getting into mischief like that. The only odd thing about her firelizards lately had been the way Whisper seemed to sulk around R’nya now instead of cozying up beside him or trying to vie for his attention. Perhaps she had finally gotten over her fascination with the man? Rhaedalyn feared she would never know.
She glanced at the sky and noted the sun was growing closer to the horizon. They would have to wrap up the outdoor portion of their day soon, which Rhaedalyn didn’t entirely mind since she had more plans for the evening to honour R’nya’s birth as well but she really didn’t want to pop the happy bubble she was currently living in. Everything seemed so normal; so right. Parents and daughter spending the day together. No obligations, no ranks, nothing. It was something right out of one of her stories, or even her youthful fantasies when she believed she would marry at a proper age and be a dutiful wife with several children running around for her to care for. Tears started to well up at the realization she’d never have that perfect hold life but as she blinked them away before they fell, Rhaedalyn also realized she didn’t miss that desire and she was okay with her new life in a Weyr and with everything she had.
A hand started to stray from her lap to reach for R’nya’s but she froze and set her hand back in her lap. She didn’t know where that urge had come from but Rhaedalyn didn’t think long on it either. No need upsetting the balance of such a wonderful day!
A fact Rhaedalyn had almost foolishly overlooked.
She had recovered such forgotten memories in time and made sure she spoiled her friend later in the evening as well after Alyren had been given to a friend to watch for the night.
As she watched R’nya entertain the little girl who kept staring at her daddy with bright eyes, Rhaedalyn felt like the day had so far been a success. The area they sat in under the shade of a large tree wasn’t entirely familiar to her yet but Aradissicath had recently flown and she was no longer allowed to go on trips between and the gold had refused – with as much affection and trust as she could pour onto the bronze – to let Xyreith take the family back to Katila for the day so Rhaedalyn could return to old favourite places. A new potential favourite place had been found close to Fort Weyr and Xyreith was allowed to take them there for the day since it was close by and everyone would be happy.
A light picnic lunch had been put together filled with finger foods they would all enjoy and three cupcakes to serve as a birthday cake. Some people tried to tell her that Alyren was still too young for sweets but Rhaedalyn waved away the advice since she hadn’t planned on putting sweet icing on the girl’s treat. It was more symbolic than anything else since she didn’t even think Alyren would pay it much attention and would perhaps only nibble on a few bites.
Lunch had been set aside a while ago and they had played in the field for a bit before returning to the blanket that had been spread out for their comfort. Rhaedalyn quietly admired her handiwork that was Alyren’s dress. She had been practicing making children’s clothing since giving birth and she was rather pleased with her work on the dress that had been one of her presents. The other gift was a little doll she had commissioned to be made and it seemed like it had been a good idea as the girl kept grabbing it and sometimes even giving it a small hug. It warmed her heart almost as much as watching father and daughter interact. It wasn’t her birthday but truly, that had to be the best gift of the day and she did nothing to interrupt their time and quietly sat with her hands folded in her lap, smiling gently.
The only frown that appeared during that time was when Muffin returned from playing with Whisper and Rumour to start stealing bites of Alyren’s forgotten cupcake. She thought about shooing the blue firelizard away but stopped herself. Muffin was as much a family member as the humans sitting on the blanket with her and it was rather normal to have the energetic flitter getting into mischief like that. The only odd thing about her firelizards lately had been the way Whisper seemed to sulk around R’nya now instead of cozying up beside him or trying to vie for his attention. Perhaps she had finally gotten over her fascination with the man? Rhaedalyn feared she would never know.
She glanced at the sky and noted the sun was growing closer to the horizon. They would have to wrap up the outdoor portion of their day soon, which Rhaedalyn didn’t entirely mind since she had more plans for the evening to honour R’nya’s birth as well but she really didn’t want to pop the happy bubble she was currently living in. Everything seemed so normal; so right. Parents and daughter spending the day together. No obligations, no ranks, nothing. It was something right out of one of her stories, or even her youthful fantasies when she believed she would marry at a proper age and be a dutiful wife with several children running around for her to care for. Tears started to well up at the realization she’d never have that perfect hold life but as she blinked them away before they fell, Rhaedalyn also realized she didn’t miss that desire and she was okay with her new life in a Weyr and with everything she had.
A hand started to stray from her lap to reach for R’nya’s but she froze and set her hand back in her lap. She didn’t know where that urge had come from but Rhaedalyn didn’t think long on it either. No need upsetting the balance of such a wonderful day!
