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17.Nov.16, 11:34 PM
Rhaedalyn was conscious enough to know where she was and what she was doing but not enough to worry about it. Everything felt familiar; the way she was being held, the kiss to her cheek, the chest she snuggled against, and the warm glow coming from Aradissicath so she knew it was R’nya she was in bed with. Yet again she was thankful for the bronzerider’s protection and guidance over the years and that she had been lucky enough for R’nya and Xyreith’s joint efforts to not only win the first traumatizing flight but each one since.
However, she had heard about R’nya’s day and the mood he had been in so when Aradissicath started to show the signs of rising soon that Rhaedalyn was slowly starting to recognize, she was a bit worried. What if R’nya’s mood affected Xyreith and the bronze wasn’t able to chase? What if R’nya didn’t want to give chase? Not only did someone else had the potential to win but her sweet Ren possibly wouldn’t want her. It was one of the last things she remembered before the lust took over. Thankfully determination won out and she had her usual partner beside her. Rhaedalyn wasn’t quite sure what it would be like to wake up with someone else beside her, knowing what would have transpired before that moment. It seemed so wrong! R’nya wasn’t the only man she had slept with and she cherished her night with R’nd and even still held some fond memories of times with Z’ia but reflecting back now, it wasn’t the same as being with R’nya.
She couldn’t explain it – wouldn’t really – but her heart ached and head worried when she dwelled too long on anything remotely related to past heartbreaks and what the future held. It was unfair to anyone that would be foolish enough to love her but Rhaedalyn was too afraid to let go again no matter how much she still loved the idea of being in love. The romance of it all and the fairy tales she grew up with were still there but the pain of being shoved aside within the blink of an eye was still deep so she held onto her reservations.
Since she still had comfort in the form of R’nya’s nearness and he hadn’t fled just yet – and she knew he was awake thanks to grabbing her hand – Rhaedalyn took a moment to be selfish and tightened her hold on R’nya’s hand and gave a content sigh as no move to get away from the bronzerider was even considered.
After a short span of time, Rhaedalyn decided she was awake enough to attempt a conversation, though she still took a moment to think out her words so she didn’t stumble or offend R’nya by saying something the wrong way. “I saw D’hys earlier today. He said you weren’t feeling well. How are you feeling now? I could get call for some soup or make some tea,” in truth, D’hys had flat out told her R’nya wasn’t exactly himself that day with him being short tempered and in a foul mood, but Rhaedalyn didn’t think that admitting she knew such things would bring about anything good. Since it did seem so out of character to the R’nya she always got to see, she actually almost didn’t believe the bluerider either when he told her thanks to his friendship with Z’ia but she didn’t want to the type of person that judged all riders of one colour based on the actions of one person. D’hys made her a little nervous at times but he had always been nice to her and R’nya trusted him with a lot of tasks so he couldn’t have been all that bad.
However, she had heard about R’nya’s day and the mood he had been in so when Aradissicath started to show the signs of rising soon that Rhaedalyn was slowly starting to recognize, she was a bit worried. What if R’nya’s mood affected Xyreith and the bronze wasn’t able to chase? What if R’nya didn’t want to give chase? Not only did someone else had the potential to win but her sweet Ren possibly wouldn’t want her. It was one of the last things she remembered before the lust took over. Thankfully determination won out and she had her usual partner beside her. Rhaedalyn wasn’t quite sure what it would be like to wake up with someone else beside her, knowing what would have transpired before that moment. It seemed so wrong! R’nya wasn’t the only man she had slept with and she cherished her night with R’nd and even still held some fond memories of times with Z’ia but reflecting back now, it wasn’t the same as being with R’nya.
She couldn’t explain it – wouldn’t really – but her heart ached and head worried when she dwelled too long on anything remotely related to past heartbreaks and what the future held. It was unfair to anyone that would be foolish enough to love her but Rhaedalyn was too afraid to let go again no matter how much she still loved the idea of being in love. The romance of it all and the fairy tales she grew up with were still there but the pain of being shoved aside within the blink of an eye was still deep so she held onto her reservations.
Since she still had comfort in the form of R’nya’s nearness and he hadn’t fled just yet – and she knew he was awake thanks to grabbing her hand – Rhaedalyn took a moment to be selfish and tightened her hold on R’nya’s hand and gave a content sigh as no move to get away from the bronzerider was even considered.
After a short span of time, Rhaedalyn decided she was awake enough to attempt a conversation, though she still took a moment to think out her words so she didn’t stumble or offend R’nya by saying something the wrong way. “I saw D’hys earlier today. He said you weren’t feeling well. How are you feeling now? I could get call for some soup or make some tea,” in truth, D’hys had flat out told her R’nya wasn’t exactly himself that day with him being short tempered and in a foul mood, but Rhaedalyn didn’t think that admitting she knew such things would bring about anything good. Since it did seem so out of character to the R’nya she always got to see, she actually almost didn’t believe the bluerider either when he told her thanks to his friendship with Z’ia but she didn’t want to the type of person that judged all riders of one colour based on the actions of one person. D’hys made her a little nervous at times but he had always been nice to her and R’nya trusted him with a lot of tasks so he couldn’t have been all that bad.
