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13.Jan.16, 08:44 AM
Rhaedalyn politely asked Xyreith to stop at the weyr of the woman that had agreed to watch Alyren for the night for her and spent only a few minutes cooing at her daughter and promising to see her again in the morning. It was getting easier to leave her in someone else’s care when she had chores to do or plans that couldn’t have a child along with her but it still wasn’t something she took joy in doing.
Once that was taken care of, Rhaedalyn thought to make another pit stop to the Sands to check on Aradissicath but the gold told her to stop fretting and to finish enjoying the day.Besides, the sometimes bossy dragon pointed out, I will have Xyreith come visit me soon and he can report that I am as well as I say I am. Rhaedalyn gave a small sigh and apologized to Xyreith on the way back to her weyr that he had to put up with Aradissicath.
The edible surprise of the evening had its delicious scent wafting through her home and greeting them at the door. Rhaedalyn smiled and felt a bit more confident that she hadn’t ruined the dinner thanks to the smell. She still wasn’t the best cook to ever exist but she was improving with each dish and the little sample she had before leaving that day had left her with her hopes up. The meal was left warming and she really hoped she hadn’t dried out the meat by doing that but it was R’nya’s favourite dish and she simply couldn’t ignore that in favour of something that could be served cold, especially when it was his birthday.
“Have a seat while I bring this all into the kitchen and grab your gift,” she waved a free hand toward the little sitting area and bounced off to do her task. She’d properly clean and put everything away later but for now, the basket was set in the kitchen and then she was slipping off to the bedroom where she had left the gift on a high shelf out of Alyren’s reach. She hesitated before grabbing it, staring at the gift and wondering if it really was as brilliant an idea as she had originally thought it was. It was something different than the shirts she usually made but perhaps she should have gone with the expected and played it safe?
Suddenly worried she had already messed up, Rhaedalyn sighed and grabbed the gift, pouted at it, and then forced a shaky smile into place that showed her nervousness as she returned to R’nya with the item behind her back. “Please don’t pretend to like it if you don’t. I’ll understand, honest! It’s not… It’s… well,” Rhaedalyn flushed with embarrassment at not knowing what to say and how she was trying to make excuses before the gift was even in R’nya’s hands. She really was socially awkward. No wonder she didn’t have many friends and people talked about her when she wasn’t around!
“Happy birthday, Ren,” Rhaedalyn debuted the gift then, a leather-bound book with a little bow tied around it to make it festive for the occasion. “I knew V’ler had been recording the Katila hatchings so I tracked him down and asked if he could help me create a book of the hatchings Dissi and Xyreith have had together. He was such a big help! Look at the first two recorded,” Rhaedalyn’s confidence returned a bit as a smile appeared and she nearly bounced on her feet. V’ler had started the book with the hatching Xyreith had come from, something the Harper-turned-bluerider had had to call in favours in order to get back into Harper Hall’s records in order to find that clutch. He had then put in the hatching Aradissicath had come from and since that night had been such a blur to her, Rhaedalyn had enjoyed reading about it and giggled at it being a clutch of all greens and then her beautiful gold. V’ler had also created the book with far too many blank pages at her insistence as she wanted it to be known that she hoped there would be many more clutches to come between their dragons.
Once that was taken care of, Rhaedalyn thought to make another pit stop to the Sands to check on Aradissicath but the gold told her to stop fretting and to finish enjoying the day.
The edible surprise of the evening had its delicious scent wafting through her home and greeting them at the door. Rhaedalyn smiled and felt a bit more confident that she hadn’t ruined the dinner thanks to the smell. She still wasn’t the best cook to ever exist but she was improving with each dish and the little sample she had before leaving that day had left her with her hopes up. The meal was left warming and she really hoped she hadn’t dried out the meat by doing that but it was R’nya’s favourite dish and she simply couldn’t ignore that in favour of something that could be served cold, especially when it was his birthday.
“Have a seat while I bring this all into the kitchen and grab your gift,” she waved a free hand toward the little sitting area and bounced off to do her task. She’d properly clean and put everything away later but for now, the basket was set in the kitchen and then she was slipping off to the bedroom where she had left the gift on a high shelf out of Alyren’s reach. She hesitated before grabbing it, staring at the gift and wondering if it really was as brilliant an idea as she had originally thought it was. It was something different than the shirts she usually made but perhaps she should have gone with the expected and played it safe?
Suddenly worried she had already messed up, Rhaedalyn sighed and grabbed the gift, pouted at it, and then forced a shaky smile into place that showed her nervousness as she returned to R’nya with the item behind her back. “Please don’t pretend to like it if you don’t. I’ll understand, honest! It’s not… It’s… well,” Rhaedalyn flushed with embarrassment at not knowing what to say and how she was trying to make excuses before the gift was even in R’nya’s hands. She really was socially awkward. No wonder she didn’t have many friends and people talked about her when she wasn’t around!
“Happy birthday, Ren,” Rhaedalyn debuted the gift then, a leather-bound book with a little bow tied around it to make it festive for the occasion. “I knew V’ler had been recording the Katila hatchings so I tracked him down and asked if he could help me create a book of the hatchings Dissi and Xyreith have had together. He was such a big help! Look at the first two recorded,” Rhaedalyn’s confidence returned a bit as a smile appeared and she nearly bounced on her feet. V’ler had started the book with the hatching Xyreith had come from, something the Harper-turned-bluerider had had to call in favours in order to get back into Harper Hall’s records in order to find that clutch. He had then put in the hatching Aradissicath had come from and since that night had been such a blur to her, Rhaedalyn had enjoyed reading about it and giggled at it being a clutch of all greens and then her beautiful gold. V’ler had also created the book with far too many blank pages at her insistence as she wanted it to be known that she hoped there would be many more clutches to come between their dragons.
