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03.Dec.16, 09:28 PM
Rhaedalyn almost protested sitting up. How could she easily hide her reaction and try to shrink into the bed if they were going to face each other? At least she had the blanket wrapped around her so she could try to hide within it if she felt tears or any other strong emotion take over. She was doubly thankful for it once that one little word of ‘well’ came out before a slight hesitation. Rhaedalyn tensed slightly, preparing for the worst. This was where he’d confess she was too stupid to be left alone without his helping hand constantly guiding her and getting her out of trouble.
When R’nya said Kahleena and Ameris were both delightful, Rhaedalyn couldn’t stop herself from thinking what did that make her? Was that R’nya’s very R’nya way of saying she was dumb and useless? Somehow she had managed to look at the bronzerider’s lips – eye contact was too hard in that moment – but her gaze fell when she came to that conclusion. Her biggest fear was that he would confess how inept she was. There had also been worries that R’nya only picked her because Xyreith had won every flight of Aradissicath’s so it made sense to keep them together; just as it made sense to pick the mother of his child and keep his family close by. Both of those options would have been better than hearing she had to be watched over.
Except, that wasn’t what came next. Rhaedalyn looked back up at R’nya and eyed him suspiciously for a moment, still waiting for the catch. It also didn’t help that she was trying to process what he was saying as it went so against what she had started to believe in herself. Did he actually think she was good at her job? Rhaedalyn didn’t think so. She felt like she was floundering every day and couldn’t wait to get home and hide in the bath for a bit. R’nya seemed to think she was competent to the point she would help bring Fort Weyr back into its glory.
But why wasn’t she happy about that? It actually sort of hurt to hear R’nya say she’d be a good Weyrwoman. It seemed she was starting to get comfortable around the bronzerider again and apparently enjoyed their post-flight times together a bit too much. Perhaps they.. no. She really was just a silly girl. Rhaedalyn grabbed the edges of the blanket to wrap the warm cloth tighter around her and forced a smile to appear, which was easier to do when she focused on the fact that he wanted her around for her and not just because of dragons and children. “I’ll do my best not to disappoint you in that vision, Ren.”
When R’nya said Kahleena and Ameris were both delightful, Rhaedalyn couldn’t stop herself from thinking what did that make her? Was that R’nya’s very R’nya way of saying she was dumb and useless? Somehow she had managed to look at the bronzerider’s lips – eye contact was too hard in that moment – but her gaze fell when she came to that conclusion. Her biggest fear was that he would confess how inept she was. There had also been worries that R’nya only picked her because Xyreith had won every flight of Aradissicath’s so it made sense to keep them together; just as it made sense to pick the mother of his child and keep his family close by. Both of those options would have been better than hearing she had to be watched over.
Except, that wasn’t what came next. Rhaedalyn looked back up at R’nya and eyed him suspiciously for a moment, still waiting for the catch. It also didn’t help that she was trying to process what he was saying as it went so against what she had started to believe in herself. Did he actually think she was good at her job? Rhaedalyn didn’t think so. She felt like she was floundering every day and couldn’t wait to get home and hide in the bath for a bit. R’nya seemed to think she was competent to the point she would help bring Fort Weyr back into its glory.
But why wasn’t she happy about that? It actually sort of hurt to hear R’nya say she’d be a good Weyrwoman. It seemed she was starting to get comfortable around the bronzerider again and apparently enjoyed their post-flight times together a bit too much. Perhaps they.. no. She really was just a silly girl. Rhaedalyn grabbed the edges of the blanket to wrap the warm cloth tighter around her and forced a smile to appear, which was easier to do when she focused on the fact that he wanted her around for her and not just because of dragons and children. “I’ll do my best not to disappoint you in that vision, Ren.”
