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Gabriel

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sinking ship
« on: July 19, 2018, 06:21:08 PM »

Something was wrong. Gabriel walked faster. Long legs helping him to catch up to Georgi. She wasn’t quiet running, but she was in a hurry. Which was not right. He had left her happily playing with her paints. Sure that she should have sat there for at least another hour. Probably more. ”Lady.” He called so that she would slow down.

Large brown eyes and a quick probe both checking her for hurts. There was no blood, Darkness be praised. Nothing to say she should be upset. Except for a small pucker between her eyebrows.

He thought she was though, he was fairly sure. For some reason Georgi was harder to understand than other women. She was atypical or weird. Both maybe. Expression bland he tried to judge where her path was leading. ”Are we late for something?”

They didn’t have any appointments, he didn’t think. Not today. There was too much going on for anyone to want her underfoot. With a bit of Craft he kept the basket of food on his arm balanced. ”The last two ships are finished, I have them. And our lunch.”

Another search with his probes turned up an unexpected scent lingering on her skirts. ”Stop and talk to me priestess.” Now there was a flash of feeling in his voice. And the feeling was called fear. What had Hand Vrai wanted with her?

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Re: sinking ship
« Reply #1 on: July 19, 2018, 08:52:18 PM »

Georgi had always hated that title. Lady. Still thought of her mother every time someone called her Lady Louise. Named for the woman who had born her. She liked just being Georgi. Not Georgette or lady anything. Georgi. It was simple. Made things easy and graceful between her and those she sought to serve.
 
But she couldn’t be that here. Run down in the hall by Gabriel. Bold probes searching her as if she were a criminal seeking to hide something. Contraband. Weapons. Georgi slowed just a little, elbows pressing tight against her sides to keep them out. Not that he was searching for a way in. Just her person. Georgi didn’t know what he wanted, or expected.

”No. We have no appointments today.” Georgi didn’t look at him, the edict, though broken, still running down her spine. Don’t look at me girl. Couldn’t bear to face anyone now. Not even Gabriel who she should have been able to turn to always. Her eunuch. Assigned by Lady Eulalie herself. Georgi didn’t think he liked her any.

”That’s good. Thank you, Gabriel.” Georgi cupped her Opal, finger stinging now, from the splinter. Everything stung. Her soul felt spike to the ground and whipped bloody. She had done something wrong. Something dirty. Unsure, now, she should even finish the ships. What if she left taint on them?

He was after her again. Georgi swatted at the sensation, folding in on herself and making a sharp turn down another hallway as if he could be evaded.

”I don’t want to.” But she slowed, head and shoulders low. Priestess. What sort of priestess was she if she polluted the halls of the dead? A disgrace of one, surely. Maybe that was the real reason Gabriel always fled the crypts. ”I’m sorry.” She smoothed her skirts, rubbed her sore finger with her thumb, and tried to concentrate on her eunuch instead of herself.

”What would you like to speak of?” Submission. Georgi would learn it. To submit to the expectations of the temple. And everyone in it. To submit and not cross boundaries. To give succor without being profane. She touched a damp spot near her hip and felt like screaming.

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« Reply #2 on: July 20, 2018, 11:51:21 AM »

A knot of fear settled hard in Gabriel’s chest. Slinking, cold and slow down into his stomach. ”I had thought not.” No appointments. So where had she been going in such a hurry? Georgi was always a little strange, but this was different. She wouldn’t even look at him! Mind racing he tried to remember any infractions or missteps of late. Any reason they would have for punishing them- or maybe just him? Was that it; had she been on her way to hide? 

”You’re welcome, my lady.” He noted the small hands around her large Opal. A familiar gesture. Always done when she was nervous or afraid. Gabriel licked a thin line of budding sweat from over his top lip. Pausing to think again if there was something he had done wrong.

Left her alone too many times? Or too much? It had only been a few days since Hand Vrai had gently hinted that he should be her shadow more often than not. In his arm the basket creaked against the strain of his tightened hold. And Georgi took off again. Swatting his probes and rounded a corner so quickly he almost lost her.

”Why not?” He asked, half panicked, when she finally slowed so that he could speak to her again. His heart jumped into his throat at her apology. Eyes swinging around as if he expected men to fall on him at any second. And he did. Expect to be dragged off to taste the lash again.

Instead they walked on uninterrupted. Gabriel still casting wild looks around them when they passed others in the hall. ”I want to speak about whatever has you so upset.” She didn’t trust him. He was a poor shadow, he knew, because he couldn’t trust her either. But they managed well enough, he had always thought. There couldn’t be much going on in her pretty head anyway. ”Are we in some sort of trouble? Have I done something wrong?”

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« Reply #3 on: July 20, 2018, 06:43:27 PM »

Why not? A dozen reasons. Gabriel was not Georgi’s idea of a confidant. His eyes always cold, warm as their color was. She had no sense of closeness with him. No skills to build that closeness. It was her mother she turned to. Tried not to often, for fear of aggravating whatever was draining the life from her. Georgi couldn’t imagine speaking to her of this.

This which she was supposed to speak of to no one.

Oh. Gabriel.

”Ahhhh.” She hedged. Why not? Because he hated her. She could tell. ”I just don’t.” It was a secret. A secret! Georgi had never had a secret before, and she wished she didn’t have one now. It weighed on her, like a beast sitting on her chest. But she had to tend to Gabriel. Was responsible for him, his spiritual well being. But how could she be? All she could do was try and hope she didn’t rub off on him.

Squeezing her Jewel, Georgi put her troubles away and tried to pay attention to him. Slow to look his way, slower to fold her hands over her skirts, and then slip them behind her back. Searching for calm. Inside she writhed and lashed, but her pace slowed and the tension in her face slipped away.

”No, Gabriel, you’re not in trouble.” She felt badly. He looked worried, eyes darting across the passing faces. Georgi touched his arm and smiled. ”You’ve done nothing.” She promised. Hand retreating she tried to think of a way to explain her upset without lying. Or telling the secret. ”I’m fine. And it can’t be spoken of, being private. Would you like to sit outside for lunch?” She gestured out the window. It looked beautiful outside.

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Re: sinking ship
« Reply #4 on: July 20, 2018, 09:14:54 PM »

”Hmph.” Tasting the inside of his lip Gabriel hummed his annoyance at her answer. Not an answer at all. How was he supposed to be more than an escort from one place to the next if she never talked to him? Never really, anyway. Even as an escort she forced him into failure. He wouldn’t think of the bodies, though. Or else he’d be sick.

Again.

He’d been sick from the sight more times than he cared to think of. The ships were a nice break. And a nice gesture. His voice filling the space between them while Georgi painted. Telling her the small things he heard about the men that couldn’t be properly laid to rest.

They both slowed. Steps nearly a match but Gabriel somehow managed to outpace her by a foot or two every few minutes. ”Good.” He breathed a sigh of relief. She wouldn’t lie to him, surely. Touching the knuckles of the hand she laid on his forearm he nodded. ”Good. I’m glad we’re not in trouble.”

Just the thought of the lash made his knees weak. Hand Vrai was not himself when the whip was in his palm. Eyes usually given to a soft mien of understanding made cold as the deepest pits of Hell. Raining judgment like fire until his spine felt open. He shivered and pushed the thoughts away. Turning instead to look through the window she pointed at. ”If you want to. There’s a very nice breeze today.”

He didn’t press. If she didn’t want to tell him then it was probably none of his business. He would just keep his fingers crossed that it wouldn’t come back to bite him in the ass later. ”I don’t have a blanket or anything. We’ll have to sit in the grass.” He warned, trying to lead the way and reach the door before Georgi.

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« Reply #5 on: July 20, 2018, 09:35:50 PM »

Georgi could have wilted. Or screamed. It was too much, all of it. No one was ever happy here! Only Eulalie had ever made her feel like enough, and Georgi had failed her, she was sure. Failed them all, and herself especially.

Smile pained, Georgi nodded. Was that a lie? Was this how it started? A slip you didn’t even know about and then onward, downward, until you lived and breathed falsehood? She didn’t want to take away Gabriel’s comfort though, and it did comfort him. Hand seeking her own, relieved that there would be no trouble. No punishment. He might fret, if she corrected him.

”I would like that.” Outside in the fresh air. Away from all of this. Georgi wanted to keep going. Past the garden outside. Down the steps. Onward. Downward, until Voulan was a sea away. Instead she raced Gabriel to the door, not meaning too, but he was always getting ahead. She had to rush to catch up. ”I don’t mind the grass.” Door pushed open to let them out.

It was beautiful outside. Breeze drying her skirts. She hadn’t felt it in the well. Too deep and too closed in for the air to really swirl. This was better. ”Here?” She asked, circling a spot and then sitting down. Rubbing the last of the damp from her skirts, Georgi smiled for Gabriel. ”It’s nice out. What did you get for lunch?” Wished he hadn’t gotten food at all. Stomach unsettled.

Mother Night, why did her heart hurt so badly?

”Was it nice in town?” Decorations going up. The people were ready to celebrate. The beginnings had been going up when they had gone to find the ship maker. Not enough time to stop and really look. Or say hello to the friends she’d made when she’d lived there. A lifetime ago. A hungrier, better lifetime ago.

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« Reply #6 on: July 21, 2018, 12:12:11 AM »

She was his responsibility. Vulnerable, good natured Georgi. Something in the smile she forced on made his eyes narrow. Would he ever be a shield like Hand Vrai? How could he be if his lady never reached to him for protection? ”Are you in trouble, Lady?” He asked quietly. Not sure what he would do if she said yes. On the one hand it was his duty to see her through the trials of her apprenticeship. But her trouble could also become his trouble.

They might punish him either way.

Lip nipped he agreed to the outdoors. He would like it too. The sweet island air was always soothing to his nerves and stomach. They would need settling, too. Georgi trying to get to the door before him. With a sigh Gabriel lopped off to get ahead. Nearly overturning their basket of lunch, and the whole point of going outside. Annoyed at himself for falling into the trap of her silly game. Lips tight as they ended up throwing the door open together.

Why couldn’t she just let him do it? Every other girl he’d ever escorted was glad when he held the door for them! ”Me either. The garden grass is nice and soft anyway.”

There was a hint of something on Georgi, he was sure now. He had noticed inside but there were a lot of scents imprinted in the old temple. With the fresh air to ruffle her skirts and dry the anxious line of sweat from his brow… yes he was sure. ”Yes. Here is fine.” He told her, wondering if he should ask.

What in the name of Mother Night could Hand Vrai have wanted with his lady? He had Mother Priestess! They really ought to leave Georgi to him. She left her toys on the floor and was always pockmarked with blood, bile, or paint. But she was a good girl and tried very hard. She was his lady to tend.

Settling in the dense grass beside her he kicked off his shoes. The basket put between them and its contents revealed. ”Those pears your mother likes. I got a bunch so you could bring her some.” Fat green ones that the temple never seemed to have in supply. But there was a grocier beside the woodworkers shop. ”Sandwiches.” Those had come from the kitchen. Simple and quick, just bread, cheese, and cold meats. Nothing that anyone would miss with all the cooking going on. ”Do you like mustard? I couldn’t remember so I didn’t put any on yours. I brought along the pot and a spoon in case.”

A better escort likely would have remembered. Gabriel tried. Most of the time. Well… a little at least. ”Yes, all the shopfronts on the main street are covered in fresh flowers and streamers. They have tables set up in the square, and Prince Nazaire put a big gold horse right in the center. I heard the tailor saying it’s to be given to the temple afterwards. Thing is big as a real, live horse.” He told her with far less excitement than he felt over the whole affair. Parties were good fun, and he hoped his friends from the village would all be there. They didn’t like coming up to the temple to see him.

”Did he go to see the ships?” Gabriel asked, using craft to slice one of the pears into quarters and laying it on a napkin for Georgi. He was sure that he didn’t need to be more specific. Sad thing, having a brother die. If he could have swapped Hand Vrai’s brother for his own he would have. Just to spare them all the gloom on such a fun occasion.

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« Reply #7 on: July 21, 2018, 07:56:51 AM »

Georgi’s eyes widen, just a little, lids tight at the corners. She glanced at Gabriel and then away, head shaking. She didn’t know. Wasn’t sure. A secret. A secret. Was that a lie? Georgi would tell him, when she knew. Or they would learn together when the Mother Priestess of one of her Hands came for her.

It wasn’t even the punishment Georgi feared. It was having done something deserving of it.

”Thank you,” she murmured as he helped her push the door open. They spilled out of it together, basket bumping her. For some reason it made Georgi feel better. A shaky sigh escaping her. Moving out of his way, and the way of the basket, Georgi hunted them up a spot without really looking, settling down into the grass with Gabriel.

She did not take off her shoes. Feet tucked beneath her skirts. The only part of her she could hide, and Georgi felt the need for hiding. She watched, nodding, as Gabriel opened the basket. The grass was soft, this spot was good. Yes. Yes.

”Oh. Thank you.” Georgi choked. She wasn’t deserving! Eyes hot. A scream sat at the back of mouth. Waiting to roll down her tongue and escape. She picked at her skirt. Nail scraping the fabric, toes twitching. ”She’ll appreciate them. I appreciate them.” Georgi clamped her mouth shut, breath rushing silently in and our of her nose.

She could do this.

”Sandwiches are good. And mustard is fine.” Never put it on herself, but always ate it when it was provided. Georgi would eat it now, since Gabriel had brought it. Unwrapping a sandwich from the slick paper it hid in, she opened it up, and the mustard crock. Nodding as she painted her bread and Gabriel talked. Toes and feet and hips moving beneath her skirts. Twitches and rockings as if she were trying not to leap to her feet and run away. Or wet herself.

”That sounds very nice. I am excited to see it.” Just wished it didn’t mean she would have to attend the celebration. Be on display. Especially now. Was she safe for them to see? To touch? To interact with? She felt so dirty. Sure everyone was looking at her, and could feel it too. Forgetting to put her sandwich back together, Georgi picked up a piece of pear. She didn’t eat it, however. Crushing the soft meat beneath her thumb as she looked up.

Of course. The mourners always left a bit of the psyche behind on her.

”Uh. Yes.” Georgi stuck the abused piece of fruit in her mouth, chewed while staring at her lap. Yes. He had come to see the ships. Georgi was afraid to finish them now. But if she didn’t so much would be ruined. So she would, and see Eulalie about it afterward. Take whatever penance necessary so that her taint couldn’t spread to their souls. Somehow. Without giving away the secret.

”He saw them, and then he left.” That was... true. Missing a dozen parts but true. Georgi did not enjoy the keeping of a secret. The gaps it left. The way she felt disconnected. Never close to Gabriel, but Georgi tried always to be honest with him, and give him whatever she could. He always told her things when she asked. About people and the town, even when she didn’t. Filling in the gaps of her information.

”I think tomorrow I can finish the ships.” She would finish them. Whatever it took. She would start after lunch. And maybe a bath. As if simple water could wash the stain from her soul. But Gabriel wouldn’t follow her in there. And no one heard if you screamed under the water. ”And then we will take a break from this work. Focus on something else.” Something that didn’t make him sick. Georgi should have paid more attention.

Gabriel had known all along there was something wrong with what she did.

She’d caught a snag in her skirt, the corner of her thumb nail working it loose. Slipping into the loop it created and pulling until the fibers bunched along the taut thread.

”Thank you for lunch, Gabriel. What do you think the temple will do with a golden horse? Those are the things they ride, out there, aren’t they?” She gestured out to the sea. Not even sure if land lay that direction.

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« Reply #8 on: July 21, 2018, 08:04:29 PM »

”Mhm, welcome.” Gabriel didn’t think she appreciated it at all. Not with the tense way she said it. Looking at her skirt instead of at him. Did she hate them? They were just pears. The mother did like them, though, she had told him so. And he’d remembered because she was a sweet woman that always ruffled his hair. Like his own mother had done.

Georgi could be sweet too. In that way puppies and kittens were sweet, even when they gnawed your fingers off with their cute little teeth. She had never seethed at him though. Silently or otherwise. Not like this. All the air huffing through her nose. Body shifting on the ground as if she were going to bounce down the mountain. What was going on?

It prickled at his curiosity until Gabriel couldn’t stop wondering. Watching her with wide, dark eyes while she played with the sandwich he had brought her. His own set aside until he had finished reporting on all the things he had seen in town. More interested in Georgi’s stranger than usualness.

He must have gotten close to the roots of whatever this was. She was being so unlike herself. Much quieter than normal. Even if he was usually the one that did more talking. But he couldn’t understand how or why Hand Vrai would upset her! That just didn’t make sense. He was a eunuch among eunuchs. As welcoming as he was virtuous. ”Yes, I imagine he has a lot to do. Helping Priestess Mother do… party planning or something.”

One of the ships was for Etoile, the brother of Vrai. Gabriel wondered if he had come to see that ship in particular. ”Did he like them? The ships?” They were nice. Everyone that had seen them said so. He thought they were a clever gesture, good symbology to help the grieving families find some closure. Maybe Hand Vrai had not liked the one that represented his brother.

”That’s good. You have a fitting tomorrow, though, we mustn’t forget. You need a dress for the wedding ceremony. There should be enough time, I got more of that weird blue you used up while I was in town so the paints are all stocked for you now too.” He chatted. Turning to his neglected sandwich. It was quickly gone. Wolfed down in a few bites that left him chewing pensively at her next remark. Focus on something else? Other than the ships?

When his mouth was cleared he had a new set of questions to answer. So he worked over those before rounding back to the former subject. ”You’re welcome, even though you didn’t eat any of it yet.” He told her pointedly. ”They do ride them! I saw a real one once in Rosnay. With a rich raider lord on it. I suppose this one is solid gold so it’s just worth a lot of money.” More than a live animal could be. Even a landen slave could walk from one end of Thure to the other in a day or two. There was no use for horses.

Sucking a drop of mustard from his thumb he looked at Georgi more closely. ”Did he not like the ships? And what do you mean focus on something else?”

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« Reply #9 on: July 22, 2018, 10:19:59 AM »

”Yes, they are both very busy.” Georgi’s nose twitched. She could not picture Hand Vrai planning a party, but he must help in some manner, even if it was keeping Eulalie company while she handed the details. None of which Georgi knew. Left to her ships and unbothered by anything else.

In answer to his question, Georgi shrugged. Crease deepening as she tried to remember what Hand Vrai had said about the ships. Could remember only the way his hands had felt holding her calves, and his hair beneath her hand while he cried. And that word. Misconstrued. Why? How? Gabriel distracted enough by her questions to leave his own alone, at least for a time.

”Thank you, I will need the blue.” It was not weird at all, but Georgi did not correct him. She tried to leave Gabriel’s ideas alone, let him have his opinions without infringing. Hoping it would make him easier with her. More forgiving. So far it hadn’t seemed to work, but Georgi was holding out hope. ”I understand going for the funeral rights, but why must we go for the wedding? Surely Prince Nazaire will not care if we are there, and we will do nothing for ceremony.” Another pair of guests, and at least one of them unwilling.

And another new dress! She had plenty already. Some she snuck down into the town to give to girls she knew needed them more than she did.

Flinching, Georgi apologized. Putting her sandwich back together she took a careful bite and chewed while he talked. Was the horse still on Rosnay? Could they go and see it? An escape. A trip. And adventure. Georgi dreamed of it while she chewed but didn’t dare ask. Not even when her mouth wasn’t full anymore.

”I don’t know, Gabriel, he didn’t say anything about the ships. He said they were good, or it was good. That was all.” She held the rest of her sandwich out for him. His gone so fast she thought he must still be hungry. Her stomach too unsettled for eating, and she couldn’t even tell if she was or not.

”Something else. Maybe ceremonies. We’ll let someone else tend the dead for a while.” Until it was decided if Georgi could continue to. ”I would think you would be relieved.” Georgi rubbed crumbs from her lip and slipped her Opal over her head, vanishing it into her cabinet so she didn’t end up rubbing it raw.

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« Reply #10 on: July 22, 2018, 05:07:39 PM »

”He won’t care.” Gabriel responded truthfully. Looking up to her with cool brown eyes. He didn’t realize how judgemental they made him look while he calmly explained, the way a teacher would to a slow child, why they had to go to the wedding. ”We owe him the respect of our presence, though. You especially- being honored with the title of Lady Reneaux’s apprentice. Even if he weren’t Mother Priestess’s cousin he is still the Raider Captain of Thure.”

It seemed simple to him. The sort of thing anyone would realize. Why she needed a reason was more perplexing. Shouldn’t everyone want to participate in the glory of Paon? Feast, dance, and celebrate with the ones they cared for? He just couldn’t understand her. That wasn’t his job though. Keeping her safe, out of trouble, and informed were.

Once she was eating Gabriel resettled into a more comfortable position. A soothing silence falling over them as the meal was finished. It didn’t last long though. Taking her leftovers he pondered the vagueness of her answer. Intentional or not? He couldn’t tell. Didn’t even think to question the response. ”Oh. Well, I’m sure he appreciates them extra, all things considered. I can’t imagine how it feels to know he can’t see his brother’s body properly tended.”

He couldn’t, either. Couldn’t even imagine feeling attached enough to someone to really care. Hand Vrai seemed the stoic sort that wouldn’t let him get it down. ”At least he’s taking it well. Would have been a shame for the celebrations to get bogged down.”

”Um, ceremonies?” Gabriel squirmed. Not for himself, but for what Georgi didn’t realize. He had seen a few ceremonies done. One of which included the screaming separation of a Jewelless child from her panicked mother. ”It doesn’t matter if I’m relieved. You like tending the dead, and you’re good at it.”

She wouldn’t be good at ceremonies. They wouldn’t produce tears she could dry up. ”The thing about ceremonies, Georgi, is that not everyone gets a Jewel. Could you really do it?” Because if she tried and failed they would both be punished. All be punished. Parents, child, priestess and eunuch alike. If she really wanted to try then he would stand beside her as he was supposed to do. But Gabriel had very strong doubts those big doe eyes could handle that aspect of life on Paon.

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« Reply #11 on: July 22, 2018, 06:08:58 PM »

”Its not like he will do a head count.” Georgi complained, mostly to herself. She found herself lacking in her usual grace. It did not help that she found Lady Eulalie’s cousin terrifying. So Georgi would go expected or not, just in case he did do a head count. More so now that Gabriel had scolded her about it. His tone even but the look on his face complete reproach.

”Yes.” Georgi agreed, stomach heaving as she remembered Hand Vrai’s sobs. A secret. Eyes averted because she couldn’t bear to watch Gabriel finish eating her leftovers. Or the possibility of him meeting her eyes. ”He is very strong.” Didn’t know how Gabriel could obsess so about the celebrations. Just as invested as the soon to be bride, who Georgi had met briefly.

Hand at her elbow, Georgi looked up. Gabriel appeared almost as sick as he did when they were in the crypts. Maybe not sick, but certainly not comfortable. Did he know something she didn’t?

”Thank you.” The compliment hurt, but it brought a flush of pleasure to her soul. She didn’t receive them often, and was glad someone thought her work worthy of such praise. And it hurt because he didn’t know. Couldn’t know she’d done something wrong. Still not sure what, but something. Why else would Hand Vrai be so worried about it being misconstrued.

”I-“ Georgi bit her lip. She knew this! ”It wouldn’t be me, though, Gabriel. The Darkness decides who receives Jewels. Not everyone needs a Jewel to store their power in, that is not the Priestess’ decision. It is fate, or design.” He doubted her. ”Anyway, it doesn’t matter. Lady Eulalie will decide for us.” Aching, Georgi climbed to her feet.

”I’d like a bath, and then I will finish my work.” She looked at the left over pear slices guiltily. At the extra bundle he had brought for her mother and smiled. He has good, just as she had told Hand Vrai. ”You can take them to her, if you want. I’m sure she will love them. I will take the paint and ships so you don’t have to lug them about or go downstairs to deliver them.” It would free up his afternoon for whatever he liked, which Georgi knew he liked best.

It would give Georgi privacy to work her feelings out. He didn’t need to burden of these emotions she couldn’t name or express.

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« Reply #12 on: July 23, 2018, 12:52:36 PM »

Oh Georgi. Trying not to sigh overdramatically Gabriel watched her struggle with his compliment. Not sure why being good at something should make her look so out of place. Lost in thought. Just odd! Maybe she didn’t understand it was an honest opinion. Some girls couldn’t take a compliment without hoping there was more emotion fueling the words.

He had none of that to offer. If wanted him for a lover, it would be after her Virgin Night. Eyes appraising her figure he didn’t get his hopes up. With is luck she would be one of those prude types that had sex once and never again. Too embarrassed by the release to seek another.

The misunderstanding put the lecturer back in his voice. Gentler this time because the topic was much sadder than just a wedding celebration. ”I didn’t mean it that way. I’m talking about comes after they don’t get a jewel. Could you stand by watching while those that are not granted jewels are taken from their families? Because if you can’t, the consequences for everyone involved would be very serious.”

His back twitched in memory. Scars healed smooth on the outside but a bit of the knotty tissues on the inside remained. Not painful, but there. To remind Gabriel that it had happened. Sins forgiven but the shame could never be unwritten. ”Yes. Mother Priestess will know what’s best.”

Perhaps if he spoke to Hand Vrai they would find a middle ground. Birthright Ceremonies were usually conducted by High Priestesses anyway. Surely Georgi could handle Offerings. There would be far less distress witnessing the enslavement of adults than there would be with seeing it done to children.

The talk of what would come ended as she stood. Deciding she would wash up before going back into her dirty dungeon hole. Smirking because it made no sense Gabriel stood up too. Vanishing the pears so he could sweep their trash into the empty basket. ”Are you sure? She would rather they come from you.” He answered. Not adverse to a few moments of petting at the old woman’s hands. One at a time he produced the two ships and the blue paint. Waiting until she had tucked them away before giving another.

”I’ll come back to remind you of dinner.” Or else she would forget. ”But I won’t be far if you need me.” She never did.

 

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Witchlight is loosely based upon the Black Jewels Series by Anne Bishop though it has been adapted and expanded by our members. All lore, characters, and writing belongs to the members. Site graphics & custom codes were created by the staff. A special thanks to Wolf & Katarina for all their help with the planning of Witchlight and the writing of the base lore.

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