Post by kevna on Jul 13, 2020 1:35:16 GMT -5
N'yx - Blue Nimocith
Please. I want to stay here. I want you to stay with me. We can sit by a fire, you can read a book to me. It will be all very comfortable.
"I want to go to the gather. It’s supposed to be magnificent. Food, people, dancing, fun… Nimocith, please please please let’s go. Let’s do something fun and daring, and new. Please?"
I-I can’t. I don’t want to disappoint you, but I can’t. There will be too many people. To much feeling. I would rather be here.
"And I want to be with you, but not here." The brunette sighed, and leaned her forehead on her dragons face, and felt the gentle return pressure of the blue. Her boy. Her sweet boy. She swallowed the tears that peaked at the corners of her eyes, allowing herself to feel his fear, his anxiety. It was crippling. But the tears stemmed from her as well. Knowing she could not force the dragon to submerge himself into the unknown and knowing she would give in to his needs. They were more important. She leaned back and scratched an eyeridge.
You know I am not disappointed in you, right? I love you, all of you. So… We can stay.
Really? You will not regret this. We will find a really good book.
The lump in her throat she swallowed to, too sad to agree, or say anything. Nimocith was still watching her closely.
But… You are sad. I do not want you to be sad.
“I can’t help it, sweet boy. I want two different things and can’t have both.” She looked at the dress she had put on to show him and bit her lip. There was silence between the two, and N’yx started looking through the manuscripts she had, wondering where her studies could best be utilized for this night.
What if we can have both? Me here, you there?
The bluerider caught her breath, amazed at the dragon’s suggestion. She turned slowly to look at him, afraid to spook him into changing his mind. “Really? You mean that Nimo?”
Yes. You could ride with Amagetith. Or Rylath. They would be happy to have you along. I can sit here, enjoy my day and relax. N’yx gave a shout for glee and clapped her hands, running to her blue dragon and wrapping his nozzle in her arms. “Yes, yes, yes! You are truly sweet. And brilliant. That’s what I want.” She stepped away and then stepped back and hugged him again for good measure. When she stepped away, she twirled.
“I was hoping I would get to wear this there, what do you think?”
N’yx twirled in the dress she had put, the violate white dress speckled with violate colored flowers along the hemline heavily, and the flowers tapered up as they moved up the dress. The cloth flew up with the twirl to show off her knees. It was a simple gown in design, but the flowers fading as they rose up the dress was the spectacular part of the dress.
You look perfect.
N’yx tilted her head and smiled. She had spent a lot of time on her hair and face to make sure of it. Her vanity called for it. But the dress was all her parents.
“Thank you. Mother and Father had this dress made for me when I became a journeywoman, so I would have something with the healer color, something nice to go in.”
It was a floor length gown, with long lace sleeves, and an elegant scoop neck. It was tight fitting up top, showing off her waist with delicacy. The bottom flowed out, with every turn. It even made a soft swishing sound as she walked.
Well, that was very kind of them. I think this will be a gather to remember.
“I think that gather to remember will be the one that you come with me to. It’ll happen. Someday."
Maybe. We will see.
N’yx twirled again, and smiled. “I love you Nimo. Thank you.”
