Post by Kris11 on Mar 19, 2011 12:10:24 GMT 10
Title: First Glances
Rating: G
Word Count: 273
Pairing: Aly/Taybur
Round/Fight: 1/D
Summary: Taybur watches the Balitangs enter the Rittevon court.
Taybur was on the dais, scanning the crowd of nobles who had come to the Rittevon court. The spells that circled the thrones made every face in the room closer, and Taybur was able to scan each of the newcomers for signs of malice towards his king.
There was an announcement and Winnamine Balitang and her family swept in. Imajane made a low noise in the base of her throat and Rubinyan set a hand on hers to soothe her.
The daughters were beautiful, Taybur noted, acknowledging the gossip he’d overheard. Especially the oldest, though she had the look of someone who knew it, too.
The younger girl, Dovasary, was a step behind her mother, aunt and sister and turned to whisper something to one of her maids. The raka girl nodded, catching Taybur’s attention for a moment before he turned it fully to the other maid walking with the Balitangs. She had her reddish hair cropped close to her head and her white skin sat strangely with the raka dress she moved comfortably in.
Taybur watched as she scanned the room, catching her gaze on each of the exits.
Wary one, he thought amused, but then watched as a second sweep of the room caught her focus on each of his guards – in uniform and out.
Not bad, he thought. This young thing has done better at spotting his defences than Topabaw had ever done.
Then he leaned forward, enthralled.
The girl looked up, catching his archers posted up above the room in that knowing gaze.
Oh, Taybur thought, this girl I have just got to meet.
He moved closer to Dunevon’s seat, though – just in case.
QC by: journeycat
Rating: G
Word Count: 273
Pairing: Aly/Taybur
Round/Fight: 1/D
Summary: Taybur watches the Balitangs enter the Rittevon court.
Taybur was on the dais, scanning the crowd of nobles who had come to the Rittevon court. The spells that circled the thrones made every face in the room closer, and Taybur was able to scan each of the newcomers for signs of malice towards his king.
There was an announcement and Winnamine Balitang and her family swept in. Imajane made a low noise in the base of her throat and Rubinyan set a hand on hers to soothe her.
The daughters were beautiful, Taybur noted, acknowledging the gossip he’d overheard. Especially the oldest, though she had the look of someone who knew it, too.
The younger girl, Dovasary, was a step behind her mother, aunt and sister and turned to whisper something to one of her maids. The raka girl nodded, catching Taybur’s attention for a moment before he turned it fully to the other maid walking with the Balitangs. She had her reddish hair cropped close to her head and her white skin sat strangely with the raka dress she moved comfortably in.
Taybur watched as she scanned the room, catching her gaze on each of the exits.
Wary one, he thought amused, but then watched as a second sweep of the room caught her focus on each of his guards – in uniform and out.
Not bad, he thought. This young thing has done better at spotting his defences than Topabaw had ever done.
Then he leaned forward, enthralled.
The girl looked up, catching his archers posted up above the room in that knowing gaze.
Oh, Taybur thought, this girl I have just got to meet.
He moved closer to Dunevon’s seat, though – just in case.
QC by: journeycat