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Subject: Night Author: Willmina & Shetanth [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 19:52:07 03/02/02 Sat The dirty shirt landed in the basket along with the breeches. The cool night air blew in gently through the windows though the shutters were nearly shut for privacy. In the warm glow of the torches, Shetanth lounged, dark gold, on her stone couch. Her mistress had not been in a very good mood. Even with the hot bath prepared and everything ready. Willmina frowned as she set the vial of bath oil beside the soapsand. Damn W'menel! He could have taken care of this beforehand! Instead he thought to skip away and not say a word until another rider mentioned it. To leave the pregnant mother of his child to the fates! What irresponsible behavior from a rider of his age! She touched the water, found it hot enough and pulled off her light robe. Shards! Have to watch the food intake! She frowned at her slightly thick middle. Her pregnant queen had been eating voraciously with the growing brood. A slight bulge was beginning to show under the soft golden skin. There was the promise of quite a Clutch this time. Every now and then, she felt a pang for wanting a child but it would not do for a Weyrwoman/goldrider to be pregnant with next to nobody around to take care of the Weyr now in her care. She honestly had thoughts about W'menel in that direction but this latest event put a stop to all those thoughts. Willmina stepped into the hot bath. After a minute of adjustment, she relaxed into the water and shut her eyes. Perhaps she was being very strict but it was the way of the desert. You did not leave your mate and children to fate while you skipped off to live another life. Not without caring for them. -Let those go. It is done now. Shetanth's voice said soothingly. The gold said nothing about Lerath or W'menel out of respect for her rider's feelings. Instead she tried to provide comfort. She did not sound sleepy so much as concerned. Willmina reached up for the soapsand, sat up and began to scrub the days grime from her. She did not hear the flap of dragon wings outside as she did so. W'menel and Lerath were gone. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]