Whatever You Ask

Writers: Avery, Suzee
Date Posted: 13th December 2014

Characters: Bryvin, Zelah
Description: Dinner and more for the happy new couple.
Location: Sunstone Seahold
Date: month 10, day 3 of Turn 7
Notes: Mentioned: Yriadha

Bryvin

Zelah

"Good evening my dear," Bryvin said as he came through the connecting
door from his side of their suite to his. "How was your day today?"
He'd been busy with meetings when dinnertime had come around and
simply had a tray brought to him by the headwoman. He'd satisfied his
hunger in more than one way during the short break he'd taken. So he
hadn't met Xeladrie for their normal evening meal together.

"Today was fine. I did several pillowcases and got to know some of the
ladies better. Oh, I meant to ask - it's been rather rainy lately, is
that common?"

"Only during the winter." he nodded. "Through the spring the rain is
more gentle. But we do get the occasional hurricane."

"Father's Hold is a bit more protected from those. It seems like the rain
dampens going outside," she said, sounding disappointed.

"Yes, it is but that is because of the main warm current that runs by
Sunstone and brings the shipping to us. It also, unfortunately brings
hurricanes. But," he came up and deposited a kiss on her forehead.
"We're well protected here. The storm surge never gets this high and
Wall island protects us from the worst of it.

"That's good to know. I'm not sure I'd enjoy seeing one of those," she
admitted. "Being cooped up during Threadfall is terrible enough, for the
days of a hurricane sounds worse."

"We have deep places to hide when they happen," he smiled gently.
"We're well protected from the winds though there are times when we
have to clean up after they pass. Most of the holders pile into the
main halls and we have lots of beds for them in various places.
Yriadha is a marvel making sure they're all bedded down and fed."

"It sounds very complicated and like she reduces it very smoothly. She
must be very good at her job." Xeladrie found she envied the control and
poise of the older woman.

"She is very good at her job," Bryvin said without a glimmer of a
smirk. "I'm sure she will work hard to please you as you take over the
household."

And that was an opportunity to ask what she wanted to. "What do you see my
role being as your Lady?"

"You can do what you like," he said moving closer to stroke the side
of her face. So very like the woman who still came to him in his
dreams. "Give me a son and I'll give you whatever you ask." He didn't
voice the 'within reason' that should have followed.

She turned her head into his hand, understanding the implications. "I will
do my best to do so."

He smiled down at her lovely face. "I'll do my best to help you enjoy
it." He pulled her up into his arms for a soft kiss.

Her thoughts were still preoccupied on what her role might be. Did he want
her as a figurehead lady, as so many Lords preferred? Would he have wanted
an actual partner, canny and committed? Someone with the intelligence she
was sure that Yriadha possessed? But if she asked again, she might play
her hand.

"You've been fair to me so far," she told him after the kiss.

"And you've been a lovely companion wife," he smiled down at her. So
very young. He wasn't quite sure what he really wanted or expected
from her but he would see what she was capable of. He had caught a
glimmer of intelligence in her answers to questions and that led him
to hope. "What do you want to do?"

What would be a safe answer to give? She'd gone into this marriage
unwillingly and full of anger, but there were times that Bryvin had been
very good to her. "No one's ever given me the choice before. I know some
ladies just look pretty and run the solar. Others have some input into
running the hold alongside the Headwoman."

"Then you figure out what you want and we'll work toward that goal,"
he smiled. "But at the moment I think you know what I want." He pulled
her into another soft kiss. Then swept her small frame into his arms
to carry her to the big bed.

"Thank you, my lord husband." And meanwhile, Xeladrie would work towards
the other goals she wanted.

His picking her up signaled a break from dinner, but not entirely
unwelcome. She had to admit that the way he performed this duty meant that
it was not the unpleasant chore that her mother had implied it was. She
could see why some women wanted this act.

She let herself return the kiss strongly when on the bed, deciding if she
showed appreciation, he'd continue to be so good at this.

He was gratified by her continued response. Of course she wasn't
experienced and it showed but she learned willingly and that made it
sweeter. He laid her gently on the bed and then climbed in next to
her.

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