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| Fi'elt & Gebrochenth |
| Fi�elt almost flinched when Gebrochenth bespoke him�bells and forget-me-nots stealing into his thoughts. <<Word comes that there will be a flight to end all flights, rider-mine, and it will be only riders who have Impressed to the opposite gender or dragon. Will we go?>> his green inquired, whisper-soft. �Ah,� the ex-Heir murmured, tilting his head in melancholy thought. �So you�re looking for children already, my Broche?� <<It is a strong desire to bear them, Rider. I don�t wish to burden you with my urges, but it seems�prudent to mention this flight. A good chance for you, Fi�elt, to find a lady-rider with a dragon who I can take as my mate. Please don�t be angry with me.>> Tenderly, her rider stroked his green�s delicate wrist. �It�s not something I�m particularly looking forward to, Gebrochenth, but you know I couldn�t dislike you for any of this. It�s just inconvenient. And I�d love to see what beautiful children you�d have.� Affection sparked bright as day between them, and Gebrochenth curled around him as if he were those yearned-after offspring. <<The flight is at Baeris Kshau�s Healing Den. I will take you there when you have packed.>> Fi�elt sat bolt upright. �Now listen here, Broche, that�s clean off the map! The dragons are /strange/ there.� He shivered a little. Serenely, Gebrochenth replied, <<I can get us there. It is a good hope for you, my Fi.>> And she drowned out his retort with a reverberating clanging of bells. |