Post by Muse on Mar 17, 2011 14:16:07 GMT 10
Title: Watching
Rating: G
Word Count: 305
Pairing: Kalasin/Wyldon
Round/Fight: 1/C
Summary: “Drink beer with the guys and chase after girls; I’d kick it with who I wanted and I’d never get confronted for it—‘cause they stick up for me”: (“If I Were a Boy”—as sung by Reba McEntire. Part 2.)
The new pages were rowdy and boisterous around the palace for the first week before the heavy workload set in. Her father gave Kally permission to eat with him the nights he sat in with the pages and squires, and she thought she’d be able to handle it. She had thought that it would be better than nothing.
The table at the head of the room seated Lord Wyldon, King Jonathan, the Shang Wildcat, and Kally herself.
At first, the conversation was enough to hold her attention, but slowly the noise and the hustle and bustle of the room before them drew her back from the words her father and Eda Bell were exchanging.
She didn’t notice Wyldon’s eyes on her, didn’t notice the small frown that creased his forehead; if she had, she might have wondered at it. Was he regretting her father’s request? Or was he second-guessing the idea of a female page altogether?
Kally watched as a familiar face with black hair and blue eyes laughed and joked with his friends. Her brother, so controlled, still fit in here. He fit in like she never would, now, and she pushed that thought away with the part of her that understood what her father had asked of her.
Still, watching the sheer abandon with which these boys celebrated having the freedom to choose… Kally hated to run away, but her hands were already shaking in her skirts, and so she took the first opportunity to excuse herself politely and firmly.
She avoided looking at her father as she left.
“Don’t,” Wyldon laid a hand on Jon’s arm as he moved to push back his chair and follow her. “It won’t help, not from you, not now.”
His eyes moved from Jon to the hall, where Roald calmly excused himself and exited the room.
QC: by Cassandra
Rating: G
Word Count: 305
Pairing: Kalasin/Wyldon
Round/Fight: 1/C
Summary: “Drink beer with the guys and chase after girls; I’d kick it with who I wanted and I’d never get confronted for it—‘cause they stick up for me”: (“If I Were a Boy”—as sung by Reba McEntire. Part 2.)
The new pages were rowdy and boisterous around the palace for the first week before the heavy workload set in. Her father gave Kally permission to eat with him the nights he sat in with the pages and squires, and she thought she’d be able to handle it. She had thought that it would be better than nothing.
The table at the head of the room seated Lord Wyldon, King Jonathan, the Shang Wildcat, and Kally herself.
At first, the conversation was enough to hold her attention, but slowly the noise and the hustle and bustle of the room before them drew her back from the words her father and Eda Bell were exchanging.
She didn’t notice Wyldon’s eyes on her, didn’t notice the small frown that creased his forehead; if she had, she might have wondered at it. Was he regretting her father’s request? Or was he second-guessing the idea of a female page altogether?
Kally watched as a familiar face with black hair and blue eyes laughed and joked with his friends. Her brother, so controlled, still fit in here. He fit in like she never would, now, and she pushed that thought away with the part of her that understood what her father had asked of her.
Still, watching the sheer abandon with which these boys celebrated having the freedom to choose… Kally hated to run away, but her hands were already shaking in her skirts, and so she took the first opportunity to excuse herself politely and firmly.
She avoided looking at her father as she left.
“Don’t,” Wyldon laid a hand on Jon’s arm as he moved to push back his chair and follow her. “It won’t help, not from you, not now.”
His eyes moved from Jon to the hall, where Roald calmly excused himself and exited the room.
QC: by Cassandra