20.Apr.20, 03:12 PM
Helyna was relieved when Aradissicath arrived, and when she saw how much the other gold’s presence relaxed Iliyith’s nerves. She herself would be jumpy until after the whole affair was over with, though she thought she had a decent handle on keeping that to herself. Iliyith didn’t tend to snap at people, but this was only her second clutch. And with everything that had happened at other recent hatchings, having a gold with more seniority around to keep everyone in line couldn’t hurt. But it was best not to dwell on thoughts like that.
She smiled and greeted a few friends as they filtered in, though most folks either hurried off to the stands or went to gather with the growing group of candidates. Helyna noticed that a few of them who had stood at Aradissicath’s recent hatching were opting out of Standing this time, and she found that she couldn’t entirely blame them. It took everything in her not to glance nervously at the ceiling again, remembering how the ground had moved that day. No, shake off those thoughts, she reminded herself firmly. Nothing is going wrong today. It’s going to be perfect.
Helyna greeted Rhaedalyn politely, and thanked her for her praise of the clutch. Already this hatching felt like a happier affair than their first, or at least less shameful, and she was glad that Iliyith’s and her own efforts to reform the Weyrleaders’ opinions of them seemed to be panning out.
Iliyith was the first to notice Rhezalth, and called him over, her eyes whirling excitedly, stealing an affectionate nuzzle from the bronze before settling back again to watch their eggs proudly. Helyna smiled and accepted the kiss on the cheek. “It’s actually happening this time. Sorry for the false alarm earlier; Iliyith was antsy.”
She was pleased as always at his evident delight seeing their son; she had finally told him shortly after the Flight, and she had been nervous about his reaction. But after the initial shock wore off, he was extremely enthusiastic--sometimes a little possessive, but considering she hadn’t told him about Vondlyn for two whole Turns, that was easy to forgive.
Still, she felt herself tense, and knew Tala had too, as he walked off with the boy and introduced him to his friends. She rolled her eyes at her sudden feelings of overprotectiveness, putting it down to excess emotions from Iliyith, and relaxed. She had asked him to sit up front so they could keep an eye on each other, and also so Tala could run Vondlyn back to the creche if this dragged on too late or became chaotic since he was still quite young. But at least the boy didn’t seem to be overwhelmed, just tired and shy of strangers, and he seemed to take to Z’rin right away, which was also a relief.
Others were still filtering in as the first cracks began to appear and one of the eggs gave a tremendous wobble. Helyna prayed it would be a brief and bloodless hatching, and rested a hand on Iliyith as the cavern seemed to hold its breath. But after that one wobble, the egg stilled again as the dragonets seemed to rest inside their shells.
She smiled and greeted a few friends as they filtered in, though most folks either hurried off to the stands or went to gather with the growing group of candidates. Helyna noticed that a few of them who had stood at Aradissicath’s recent hatching were opting out of Standing this time, and she found that she couldn’t entirely blame them. It took everything in her not to glance nervously at the ceiling again, remembering how the ground had moved that day. No, shake off those thoughts, she reminded herself firmly. Nothing is going wrong today. It’s going to be perfect.
Helyna greeted Rhaedalyn politely, and thanked her for her praise of the clutch. Already this hatching felt like a happier affair than their first, or at least less shameful, and she was glad that Iliyith’s and her own efforts to reform the Weyrleaders’ opinions of them seemed to be panning out.
Iliyith was the first to notice Rhezalth, and called him over, her eyes whirling excitedly, stealing an affectionate nuzzle from the bronze before settling back again to watch their eggs proudly. Helyna smiled and accepted the kiss on the cheek. “It’s actually happening this time. Sorry for the false alarm earlier; Iliyith was antsy.”
She was pleased as always at his evident delight seeing their son; she had finally told him shortly after the Flight, and she had been nervous about his reaction. But after the initial shock wore off, he was extremely enthusiastic--sometimes a little possessive, but considering she hadn’t told him about Vondlyn for two whole Turns, that was easy to forgive.
Still, she felt herself tense, and knew Tala had too, as he walked off with the boy and introduced him to his friends. She rolled her eyes at her sudden feelings of overprotectiveness, putting it down to excess emotions from Iliyith, and relaxed. She had asked him to sit up front so they could keep an eye on each other, and also so Tala could run Vondlyn back to the creche if this dragged on too late or became chaotic since he was still quite young. But at least the boy didn’t seem to be overwhelmed, just tired and shy of strangers, and he seemed to take to Z’rin right away, which was also a relief.
Others were still filtering in as the first cracks began to appear and one of the eggs gave a tremendous wobble. Helyna prayed it would be a brief and bloodless hatching, and rested a hand on Iliyith as the cavern seemed to hold its breath. But after that one wobble, the egg stilled again as the dragonets seemed to rest inside their shells.