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May. 10th, 2006 07:06 pmThe evening meal had been a trying affair. Two nobles from neighboring holdings near the coast had gotten into an argument over a stretch of land, their tempers fueled by wine. Thayet attempted to mediate, her mind wandering back to a time when she had believed herself free of court intrigues. She smiled, she placated, and she smiled some more. Feeling Buri's watchful eye, she looked toward her friend and winked, well aware that things could be much, much worse.
If only the wedding were over and done.
She's in no hurry to be Queen, but is without doubt eager to be Jonathan's wife. Sometimes she stays awake well into the night thinking of all the great things they will accomplish together. The majority of her life might have been spent in Sarain, but Tortall is home.
On this particular night, Thayet escapes to the palace gardens, humming as she roams the paths and dreams of all that will come to pass. Jon has been away most of the day, but she knows he will find her before retiring. This is the one time of day when they feel free to be man and woman, not King and future Queen.
If only the wedding were over and done.
She's in no hurry to be Queen, but is without doubt eager to be Jonathan's wife. Sometimes she stays awake well into the night thinking of all the great things they will accomplish together. The majority of her life might have been spent in Sarain, but Tortall is home.
On this particular night, Thayet escapes to the palace gardens, humming as she roams the paths and dreams of all that will come to pass. Jon has been away most of the day, but she knows he will find her before retiring. This is the one time of day when they feel free to be man and woman, not King and future Queen.
