01.Jan.21, 04:27 PM
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to, but they are happy, and I love you so much and yes I'll be your weyrmate," Cazan finally managed to gasp as she choked back another sob. She held onto him as she tried to focus on breathing, upset with the display but too happy to care about it yet. She already knew that Malvayth was babbling about everything as it happened to Taith, but she didn't want to sour the mood by scolding her. Taith would have found out eventually, it probably didn't matter if he was getting updates as it happened. She sniffled again, wiping the tears from her eyes on the back of a sleeve as she started to calm back down.
There was something refreshing about that aspect of life in the Weyr, that in order to do something that could have been a monumentally involved event in her family was just as simple as making the decision and informing others. Cazan was about to comment on it when T'ryn pulled out the ring and she had to bite her lip as she tried not to cry again. She couldn't stop the small whimper as the ring slipped onto her finger, and she once again threw her arms around T'ryn, her mate, in a tight hug as she kissed him.
Cazan was still wrapped around him when she pulled away from the kiss to sniffle again, her chin resting on his shoulder so she could look at the ring behind his head. "It's beautiful. I'm going to have to get you something too, but it won't be as amazing as this or as amazing as you deserve and-" she exploded in another bout of sobbing, as Malvayth tried to soothe her. At least the gold had gotten used to the strange emotional outbursts, and had accepted the explanation of pregnancy making her rider crazy.
A small hiccup interrupted the crying long enough for Caz to take another few deep breaths, enough that she could give T'ryn another kiss. "I love it, and I love you, and I love that you thought to get me a chain so I could keep it close when I work, and I need you to stop being so wonderful for a little so that I can stop crying. Tell me something I can make for you or Syrendryth or both."
Malvayth had been trying to behave and not pester the bronze too much, especially since she'd discovered he was a terrible boring dragon who thought she was annoying, but she was too happy and Cazan was too emotional for her to hold back as she cheerfully chirped at him,I'm so excited for them, notmate! Are you happy too?
There was something refreshing about that aspect of life in the Weyr, that in order to do something that could have been a monumentally involved event in her family was just as simple as making the decision and informing others. Cazan was about to comment on it when T'ryn pulled out the ring and she had to bite her lip as she tried not to cry again. She couldn't stop the small whimper as the ring slipped onto her finger, and she once again threw her arms around T'ryn, her mate, in a tight hug as she kissed him.
Cazan was still wrapped around him when she pulled away from the kiss to sniffle again, her chin resting on his shoulder so she could look at the ring behind his head. "It's beautiful. I'm going to have to get you something too, but it won't be as amazing as this or as amazing as you deserve and-" she exploded in another bout of sobbing, as Malvayth tried to soothe her. At least the gold had gotten used to the strange emotional outbursts, and had accepted the explanation of pregnancy making her rider crazy.
A small hiccup interrupted the crying long enough for Caz to take another few deep breaths, enough that she could give T'ryn another kiss. "I love it, and I love you, and I love that you thought to get me a chain so I could keep it close when I work, and I need you to stop being so wonderful for a little so that I can stop crying. Tell me something I can make for you or Syrendryth or both."
Malvayth had been trying to behave and not pester the bronze too much, especially since she'd discovered he was a terrible boring dragon who thought she was annoying, but she was too happy and Cazan was too emotional for her to hold back as she cheerfully chirped at him,