03.Dec.16, 10:27 PM
R’nya was right to assume Rhaedalyn was freaking out when he said her name and the way he seemed to emulate her own sagging posture that was somewhat hidden beneath the blanket. She had done something wrong again and was trying to figure it out when suddenly the blanket was pulled from her fingers and hands held her own. She really should have kept her mouth shut and not asked any questions! She was currently beyond confused and it didn’t help that she was now told she should have been reading between the lines. What lines and what was she supposed to find there? Why couldn’t people just speak their minds clearly? It was all so frustrating!
And then she was being kissed.
Rhaedalyn blinked owlishly, the element of surprise working wonders on her as if she had just had a bucket of cold water tossed in her face. Oh, she thought a moment later when the dots started to connect and form a picture she could make out. She had nothing against reading but pictures could be so much clearer and easier to interpret than invisible words and hidden lines.
When R’nya pulled away, he was unfortunately greeted to tears sliding down her cheeks as Rhaedalyn warred with being happy and afraid. What if she was now reading too much into things? She didn’t want to think such things about R’nya but she hadn’t wanted to think such negative things about Z’ia once upon a time either. No; R’nya was a better man than Z’ia was or ever would be and Rhaedalyn took a small gamble with her feelings and shook her hands free of R’nya’s grasp so she could throw herself at the bronzerider, wrapping her arms around his neck.
“Oh, R’nya, you should just say what you mean. It’s always better that way and lacks room for misunderstanding.” Though tears still streaked her cheeks, Rhaedalyn was smiling before boldly kissing the confusing man she finally acknowledged she happened to like rather a lot.
And then she was being kissed.
Rhaedalyn blinked owlishly, the element of surprise working wonders on her as if she had just had a bucket of cold water tossed in her face. Oh, she thought a moment later when the dots started to connect and form a picture she could make out. She had nothing against reading but pictures could be so much clearer and easier to interpret than invisible words and hidden lines.
When R’nya pulled away, he was unfortunately greeted to tears sliding down her cheeks as Rhaedalyn warred with being happy and afraid. What if she was now reading too much into things? She didn’t want to think such things about R’nya but she hadn’t wanted to think such negative things about Z’ia once upon a time either. No; R’nya was a better man than Z’ia was or ever would be and Rhaedalyn took a small gamble with her feelings and shook her hands free of R’nya’s grasp so she could throw herself at the bronzerider, wrapping her arms around his neck.
“Oh, R’nya, you should just say what you mean. It’s always better that way and lacks room for misunderstanding.” Though tears still streaked her cheeks, Rhaedalyn was smiling before boldly kissing the confusing man she finally acknowledged she happened to like rather a lot.