10-31-2016, 12:09 AM
Princess gets a quiet, thoughtful look on his face as I go on and on about my shiny new home and how it seems like a nice, safe place to raise a kid. I tilt my head, curious, but it’s still a bit of a surprise when he pretty much volunteers to move in, and to bring someone along for the ride. And presumably a kid, from the way he phrases it.
I’m curious, but I don’t ask too many questions just yet. He didn’t mention a special someone, but he wouldn’t be the first person to have a kid with someone who wasn’t exactly a significant other. Or maybe he just happens to know someone with a kid on the way, who’s in need of a place to stay.
A day or two ago that could just as easily have been me, and him passing along the information to a friend in need. He’ll tell me if he wants to, and if he doesn’t, well. None of my business, right? He grins and jokes, and I’ve got an inkling it’s to deflect again, but who am I to stop him from keeping the mood light, or to hold him in a deeper moment than he’s quite prepared to handle with a relative stranger? So I grin right back and play along.
“I don’t know, sweetheart, princesses come in handy now and again. They tend to be on the slow, lazy side, you know, and I’ve heard tell from a dragon or two that makes the meat much more tender. It never hurts to have a tastier snack on hand if a dragon comes sniffing around for her dinner.” This world has been pretty dragon-free so far, and one corner of my mouth twists downward at the thought.
I may have lost Gendry for some unknown reason (and if the world hadn’t changed so drastically, maybe I’d even head for the Chamber now that I’ve got some distance from the pain of losing him. Would talking make a damn bit of difference? Is there even any point anymore? It feels incomplete, leaving so much unspoken between us, but maybe it was for the best. He left, and he moved on. What more is there to say?) but it fucking sucks that I lost his family over it too. Including his fantastic dragon of a mother. And his dumbass annoying wonderful stupid little brother.
Shit, I miss having a family.
Whatever, I was in the middle of a good sass. I take a deep breath, square my shoulders, and blow out a determined huff, sending the uncooperative bullshit emotions right along with that exhale. And I open my big dumb mouth again. “Besides, it would be nice to have a friend there. Even a frail princess such as yourself. I’m new, and I don’t know anybody, and as you might have noticed I’m not exactly sunshine and roses and rainbows or whatever. You seem to not be put off by my honey-sweet disposition, which is fucking weird of you but works nicely for me. So. Yeah. You and your someone plus child would be welcome.”
I pause, and wrinkle my nose. “Well, you would be at least. I can’t speak for how I’ll get on with her, but there are a couple of other people living in Sylva who’d probably be better at the socializing with other females thing. I mean, they tolerate my presence, so they’ve got to be at least a little friendly, you know? So I’m sure she’d settle in nicely too. And so would the kid, I’d think. Hell, might even manage to find a playmate or two.”
I’m curious, but I don’t ask too many questions just yet. He didn’t mention a special someone, but he wouldn’t be the first person to have a kid with someone who wasn’t exactly a significant other. Or maybe he just happens to know someone with a kid on the way, who’s in need of a place to stay.
A day or two ago that could just as easily have been me, and him passing along the information to a friend in need. He’ll tell me if he wants to, and if he doesn’t, well. None of my business, right? He grins and jokes, and I’ve got an inkling it’s to deflect again, but who am I to stop him from keeping the mood light, or to hold him in a deeper moment than he’s quite prepared to handle with a relative stranger? So I grin right back and play along.
“I don’t know, sweetheart, princesses come in handy now and again. They tend to be on the slow, lazy side, you know, and I’ve heard tell from a dragon or two that makes the meat much more tender. It never hurts to have a tastier snack on hand if a dragon comes sniffing around for her dinner.” This world has been pretty dragon-free so far, and one corner of my mouth twists downward at the thought.
I may have lost Gendry for some unknown reason (and if the world hadn’t changed so drastically, maybe I’d even head for the Chamber now that I’ve got some distance from the pain of losing him. Would talking make a damn bit of difference? Is there even any point anymore? It feels incomplete, leaving so much unspoken between us, but maybe it was for the best. He left, and he moved on. What more is there to say?) but it fucking sucks that I lost his family over it too. Including his fantastic dragon of a mother. And his dumbass annoying wonderful stupid little brother.
Shit, I miss having a family.
Whatever, I was in the middle of a good sass. I take a deep breath, square my shoulders, and blow out a determined huff, sending the uncooperative bullshit emotions right along with that exhale. And I open my big dumb mouth again. “Besides, it would be nice to have a friend there. Even a frail princess such as yourself. I’m new, and I don’t know anybody, and as you might have noticed I’m not exactly sunshine and roses and rainbows or whatever. You seem to not be put off by my honey-sweet disposition, which is fucking weird of you but works nicely for me. So. Yeah. You and your someone plus child would be welcome.”
I pause, and wrinkle my nose. “Well, you would be at least. I can’t speak for how I’ll get on with her, but there are a couple of other people living in Sylva who’d probably be better at the socializing with other females thing. I mean, they tolerate my presence, so they’ve got to be at least a little friendly, you know? So I’m sure she’d settle in nicely too. And so would the kid, I’d think. Hell, might even manage to find a playmate or two.”