Post by Muse on Mar 17, 2011 14:19:28 GMT 10
Title: Dancing
Rating: G
Word Count: 290
Pairing: Kalasin/Wyldon
Round/Fight: 1/C
Summary: “If I were a boy, I think I could understand how it feels to love a girl, I swear I'd be a better man. I'd listen to her cause I know how it hurts when you lose the one you wanted cause he's taking you for granted, and everything you had got destroyed”: (“If I Were a Boy”—as sung by Reba McEntire. Part 3.)
The next time Kally sees the pages, it is Midwinter, and it isn’t any better than the last time. As the seasons go by, some of the pain gets easier and some of it stays the same.
When they become squires, the boys have more freedom than they had in Midwinters past, and Kally finds herself on the dance floor with them when her father allows her entrance to the parties he hosts.
Politics and politeness have their places, so she learns how to clench her teeth behind her smile and accept the hand of someone who has the sword calluses and strength that she had once laid claim to in her dreams.
Kally pretends like she doesn’t see the look Roald sends her way when he realizes what is going on and dances with her himself, and she definitely pretends not to see her father’s satisfied expression when his eyes alight on her.
Let him think her smile is genuine; she really doesn’t care if he knows or not anymore.
She is surprised when the next hand presented to her is worn with experience; she looks up into Lord Wyldon’s face and blanches, for a moment. But he holds her gaze, and Kally traces the line of the scar across his temple in her mind. She nods; understanding the words in the steady dark brown eyes, and allows him to rescue another of the Conte children.
One dance does not dissuade twenty eager squires, but it glues the smile back on Kalasin’s face before she has to accept another dance request from yet another boy.
None of them understand why she can only give them a polite smile, and why she doesn’t look back when the dance is over.
QC: by Cassandra
Rating: G
Word Count: 290
Pairing: Kalasin/Wyldon
Round/Fight: 1/C
Summary: “If I were a boy, I think I could understand how it feels to love a girl, I swear I'd be a better man. I'd listen to her cause I know how it hurts when you lose the one you wanted cause he's taking you for granted, and everything you had got destroyed”: (“If I Were a Boy”—as sung by Reba McEntire. Part 3.)
The next time Kally sees the pages, it is Midwinter, and it isn’t any better than the last time. As the seasons go by, some of the pain gets easier and some of it stays the same.
When they become squires, the boys have more freedom than they had in Midwinters past, and Kally finds herself on the dance floor with them when her father allows her entrance to the parties he hosts.
Politics and politeness have their places, so she learns how to clench her teeth behind her smile and accept the hand of someone who has the sword calluses and strength that she had once laid claim to in her dreams.
Kally pretends like she doesn’t see the look Roald sends her way when he realizes what is going on and dances with her himself, and she definitely pretends not to see her father’s satisfied expression when his eyes alight on her.
Let him think her smile is genuine; she really doesn’t care if he knows or not anymore.
She is surprised when the next hand presented to her is worn with experience; she looks up into Lord Wyldon’s face and blanches, for a moment. But he holds her gaze, and Kally traces the line of the scar across his temple in her mind. She nods; understanding the words in the steady dark brown eyes, and allows him to rescue another of the Conte children.
One dance does not dissuade twenty eager squires, but it glues the smile back on Kalasin’s face before she has to accept another dance request from yet another boy.
None of them understand why she can only give them a polite smile, and why she doesn’t look back when the dance is over.
QC: by Cassandra