16.Jun.22, 05:23 AM
Her smile faltered and a frown wanted to take its place. But for Tazikel and his attempt to keep the situation light with a joke, she held on. It wasn't fair to whine or pout when he was the one truly suffering from the ordeal. She only had to endure seeing her knight less and face the reality he would marry but Tazikel had to worry about who the wife would be and if he would be running a major Hold one day. So if being playful with silly scenarios helped him cope and gave him a small break, then Mylorah would happily oblige.
"I already share custody of Kordi with Cazan. I only get random visits since they're in the same Weyr but I think I could negotiate something better with you as my prize." Mylorah nestled back into his hold as she thought for a brief moment. "You would probably be expected to spend more time here but I think everyone would survive the first week of every month without you. I'd steal you to the Weyr or we can put a sign on your chambers not to be disturbed. Oh! Maybe our own little love shack outside the Hold. I'd even ride a horse with you to get to it." Thanks to Tazikel, she wasn't as suspicious and mistrusting of the beasts but she still preferred dragons. But it would be odd to always have a brother escort her to her booty calls and felt riding a horse together could be fun. Besides, it was all made up for the perfect fantasy outcome anyway so a horse could come along.
Her gaze swept along the horizon and then the ships still slowly coming and going and the smile brightened again. "Or we could stow away on a ship and see where it takes us. Forbidden lovers on the run. Those stories always work out," she gave a soft laugh and rested her head back on his shoulder. For the first time, she wished she was a lady. She was so close! Her dad was a second son but he chose the dragonrider life instead. What if she had followed Amorandii's example and moved to a Hold? Would she be good enough for Tazikel then? That wasn't fair. She already knew she was but it was his parents that would never think so and she would never be happy in a Hold. So love shacks and on the run it had to be.
"I already share custody of Kordi with Cazan. I only get random visits since they're in the same Weyr but I think I could negotiate something better with you as my prize." Mylorah nestled back into his hold as she thought for a brief moment. "You would probably be expected to spend more time here but I think everyone would survive the first week of every month without you. I'd steal you to the Weyr or we can put a sign on your chambers not to be disturbed. Oh! Maybe our own little love shack outside the Hold. I'd even ride a horse with you to get to it." Thanks to Tazikel, she wasn't as suspicious and mistrusting of the beasts but she still preferred dragons. But it would be odd to always have a brother escort her to her booty calls and felt riding a horse together could be fun. Besides, it was all made up for the perfect fantasy outcome anyway so a horse could come along.
Her gaze swept along the horizon and then the ships still slowly coming and going and the smile brightened again. "Or we could stow away on a ship and see where it takes us. Forbidden lovers on the run. Those stories always work out," she gave a soft laugh and rested her head back on his shoulder. For the first time, she wished she was a lady. She was so close! Her dad was a second son but he chose the dragonrider life instead. What if she had followed Amorandii's example and moved to a Hold? Would she be good enough for Tazikel then? That wasn't fair. She already knew she was but it was his parents that would never think so and she would never be happy in a Hold. So love shacks and on the run it had to be.