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25.Apr.20, 03:54 PM
Rhaedalyn gasped when the fight broke out with one hand covering her mouth and the other clutching R’nya’s hand. It was always hard to watch such things happen no matter how common they were. She had lived amongst the weyrbred long enough to know that a quiet and uneventful Hatching was a rare occurrence no matter how much they all still hoped it would happen. Not every rowdy Hatching was as horrific as some in the past several years, like Aradissicath’s own two months prior was rather tame. They still had Quinvalis being mauled and lost a few hatchlings while the ground rumbled a bit, but that was considered to be more normal than not despite it being Aradissicath’s worst.
Her attention had immediately gone to Helyna after registering what was happening on the Sands and Rhaedalyn’s heart broke when she saw the goldrider look into the audience for her child. She had seen the boy arrive earlier and how N’mor had taken the child and still had him now. He was clearly the father or maybe just an extremely nice Flight partner doing baby-sitting duty for the mother who wanted the child close and not in the crèche. Seeing the panic and concern for her boy that Helyna had, Rhaedalyn knew it was time to make some new rules.
“After tonight, no one under ten is allowed near a Hatching,” her voice was low but the intent clear as her gaze landed on R’nya after the bronze hatchling vanished. Rhaedalyn would not back down this time. She did still believe it was good to see what a Hatching was like before a child decided to Stand but ten still allowed them plenty of time to get that chance. Helyna’s son wasn’t the only child in the stands and Rhaedalyn suspected most of the parents would shield their eyes like N’mor had done while others possibly made their child watch so they knew what went into getting a dragon.
And to think mere moments before, she had been thinking how delightful it was to open with a blue hatchling. She found blues to be wonderful and took it as a good omen. Rhaedalyn refused to believe they were a jinx and would have to think about examples to counter all the arguments that would come from this saying a blue to open was bad. The easiest go-to was always Aradissicath was Weyrwoman and she came from a clutch of all greens with a brown sire but she’d have to think on blue openers later. They had to get through the rest of this Hatching first.
Her attention had immediately gone to Helyna after registering what was happening on the Sands and Rhaedalyn’s heart broke when she saw the goldrider look into the audience for her child. She had seen the boy arrive earlier and how N’mor had taken the child and still had him now. He was clearly the father or maybe just an extremely nice Flight partner doing baby-sitting duty for the mother who wanted the child close and not in the crèche. Seeing the panic and concern for her boy that Helyna had, Rhaedalyn knew it was time to make some new rules.
“After tonight, no one under ten is allowed near a Hatching,” her voice was low but the intent clear as her gaze landed on R’nya after the bronze hatchling vanished. Rhaedalyn would not back down this time. She did still believe it was good to see what a Hatching was like before a child decided to Stand but ten still allowed them plenty of time to get that chance. Helyna’s son wasn’t the only child in the stands and Rhaedalyn suspected most of the parents would shield their eyes like N’mor had done while others possibly made their child watch so they knew what went into getting a dragon.
And to think mere moments before, she had been thinking how delightful it was to open with a blue hatchling. She found blues to be wonderful and took it as a good omen. Rhaedalyn refused to believe they were a jinx and would have to think about examples to counter all the arguments that would come from this saying a blue to open was bad. The easiest go-to was always Aradissicath was Weyrwoman and she came from a clutch of all greens with a brown sire but she’d have to think on blue openers later. They had to get through the rest of this Hatching first.
