Post by Lisa on Sept 2, 2011 20:51:44 GMT 10
Title: Ill at Ease
Rating: G
Word Count: 257
Card: Summer Bingo
Bingo: Sun + water + air + fresh + holiday
Summary (and any Warnings): Alanna spends time in Dunlath with her children… and her daughter-in-law.
Alanna considered herself a fantastic grandmother, but she wasn’t as certain about how she fared as a mother-in-law. The occasional holiday in Dunlath made her uneasy. She loved seeing her son’s happiness, of course, and delighted in the way that reckless Alan had become a steadfast father. She enjoyed watching George teach little Clarisse how to pick pockets, or Julian how to read lips.
But her daughter-in-law left her wondering.
“Care to go for a dip?” Douglass asked, when they rested on the bank of the lake. They enjoyed the cool breeze on the air while the children played in the water.
Alanna gave him a look.
“Ah, yes. You’re still against swimming, even when we all know your sex and there’s no Ralon of Malven to bully you in the water.”
“I can’t imagine what you went through,” Maura said lazily, biting into a crisp, fresh apple.
“What she went through?” Douglass asked incredulously. “Imagine what it was like for the rest of us, growing up with a legend. After she became King’s Champion it was even worse. Her enemies wanted us to feed them all the dirt and her political allies—”
“What political allies?” Alanna asked dryly. She and Douglass were about to begin their usual banter about the state of Tortall, everyone could tell.
“I can’t bear political discussions when the sun is shining,” Maura said, rising to her feet. She made her way to the edge of the lake, a small blanket in hand, to wrap it around her eldest water-logged child.
Rating: G
Word Count: 257
Card: Summer Bingo
Bingo: Sun + water + air + fresh + holiday
Summary (and any Warnings): Alanna spends time in Dunlath with her children… and her daughter-in-law.
Alanna considered herself a fantastic grandmother, but she wasn’t as certain about how she fared as a mother-in-law. The occasional holiday in Dunlath made her uneasy. She loved seeing her son’s happiness, of course, and delighted in the way that reckless Alan had become a steadfast father. She enjoyed watching George teach little Clarisse how to pick pockets, or Julian how to read lips.
But her daughter-in-law left her wondering.
“Care to go for a dip?” Douglass asked, when they rested on the bank of the lake. They enjoyed the cool breeze on the air while the children played in the water.
Alanna gave him a look.
“Ah, yes. You’re still against swimming, even when we all know your sex and there’s no Ralon of Malven to bully you in the water.”
“I can’t imagine what you went through,” Maura said lazily, biting into a crisp, fresh apple.
“What she went through?” Douglass asked incredulously. “Imagine what it was like for the rest of us, growing up with a legend. After she became King’s Champion it was even worse. Her enemies wanted us to feed them all the dirt and her political allies—”
“What political allies?” Alanna asked dryly. She and Douglass were about to begin their usual banter about the state of Tortall, everyone could tell.
“I can’t bear political discussions when the sun is shining,” Maura said, rising to her feet. She made her way to the edge of the lake, a small blanket in hand, to wrap it around her eldest water-logged child.