Wish You Were Mine

Writers: Chelle, Devin
Date Posted: 19th February 2011

Characters: Rhosyn, N'vanik
Description: N'vanik comes to see Rhosyn after dealing with his Weyr's problems.
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 13, day 13 of Turn 5
Notes: Mentioned: Traelyn, K'sedel, M'galec

N'vanik

N'vanik slid off Loseth's neck and leaned against one huge leg. He
wasn't even sure she'd let him in. **Maybe she thinks you'll drive her
crazy, too.**

}:Loseth's is here:{ Orlaith reported. Rhosyn was in the Dining Cavern
having midday meal. At the news, she blanched, put some rolls in her
tunic, and took off. "I'll be back...maybe..."

Truth be told, she was dying to know what had really happened. And
deep down, she did wonder how N'vanik had been faring. She'd waited
for him to come to her, though, to see if he would. That way, she couldn't
be accused of interfering in another Weyr's business.

}:Mine comes:{ the gold told Loseth from where she perched high on the
Rim so she was in view of all the other dragons of the Weyr, telling them
plainly that she was still there, watching over them. The sun glinted off
her hide to make a dazzling display.

She made tracks and saw him there in the Bowl. Rhosyn walked a little
slower then, not wanting to seem over eager. A Weyrwoman didn't run
like some bitch in heat, she remembered inside her head.

He watched her, trying to figure out what she was thinking. When she
was close enough that he didn't have to shout, he said, "So, I guess
you heard what happened."

"Aye," she answered honestly. "Though I don't have all the whys and
wherefores." Her hand came up to shield her eyes as she looked up at
him in the high sun. "Can we maybe discuss this somewhere else?" She
knew that his arrival had already been noticed.

"Your weyr?" he suggested. N'vanik didn't want this to be a formal
visit. He was lucky the Weyrleader hadn't pounced on him yet.

She led him there and once they were inside her sitting room off to the
side, she sat down, pointed to the klah if he wanted some, and waited
for him to talk when he was ready.

"Trae tried to kill herself. The mindhealers took her away. I bet the
gossipers are loving this." He didn't want klah, he wanted a drink,
but he knew that was a bad idea. If he started, he wasn't going to
stop.

Well that answered that question. "Slow down, N'vanik. Why did she
try?" **What dragonrider would commit suicide?** Rhosyn had never
heard of such a thing. People that were mentally deficient weren't
supposed to impress, much less to queens. **There was that other
one long ago that lost her queen due to stupidity**

He shrugged. "Scorched if I know. It's not like she ever talked to me."

"Well excuse me for saying, but that's fecked," she said plainly. It was
hard for Rhosyn to think about someone cracking up. "Are you okay?
Is the Weyr handling it well? Anything the rest of us can do?" She didn't
reach to touch him, but she did open her stance so he could approach her
if he wanted.

"The Weyr will be fine. We've got someone that can fill in for her." As
long as Meledei's gold didn't decide to rise early, they had two experienced
goldriders, and either one of them could handle being Weyrwoman.

"N'vanik, are you okay?" she asked again, her hazel eyes searching.
"This wasn't anyone's fault. She just...cracked." For lack of a better term,
Rhosyn shrugged, unable to grasp how that might have happened.

"I'm fine." The lie came almost automatically.

Rhosyn wasn't stupid. She knew he was lying to her. "You're not, but
I'm not going to make you talk about it until you're ready." He best not
lie to her again, was the unspoken warning. "Tell me what you want me
to do." Despite Rhosyn's lack of mothering skills, she sounded exactly
like a mother who would go bust heads to stop her child from crying.

"I don't know." He looked at the floor. "The day before she tried to kill
herself, I was rolling in the furs with you."

**He better not try to blame this on me. You're a Weyrleader-grow a pair**
"So do you want me to go tell her I'm sorry for having an orgasm? Cause
I'm not." What he was suggesting was ludicrous to her and if he felt guilt
because of that, Rhosyn thought he was being stupid. "If you think your
having sex caused Traelyn to lose it, then she would have done it a while
ago. You've been having sex with your live-in, haven't you?" If he had been
going without *that* long...

"I'm not saying it was your fault. I don't regret it." N'vanik tried
to sort through the thoughts in his head. "But we used to be like that
once. Me and Trae. We had our problems and sometimes we hated each
other, but after I became Weyrleader she just ... started pulling
away. What happened? What was wrong with me that she had to push me
out of her life when we were supposed to be running a Weyr together?"

"Whatever it was, it was obviously not your problem, because you're not
the one that got taken away. And whatever her problem was, they're going
to help her with it. Honestly, though, it was probably something else because
I don't find you horrible. And even if it was you-that's not enough to make
someone crack like *that*." To sacrifice one's Queen-that took A LOT. "Now
if you were M'galec...maybe. Have you ever met him?" Rhosyn shivered like
someone had thrown something on her.

"No." He didn't know who that was, but she clearly didn't like the
man. N'vanik looked at the floor again, remembering Trae's face as
sunlight and shadow played across it while they lay on the beach. What
had gone wrong?

"Thank Faranth you haven't." Pursing her lips together, the goldrider leaned
back and watched him. He had cared about her or it wouldn't bother him this
much. "It'll be allright, though. You're their Weyrleader. They need you. You
can do this. Do you remember when you Impressed and Loseth gave all of his
faith to you? It's the same thing. Shells, no one thought Orlaith's egg would
be mine and yet, here I am sitting here running a Weyr."

Things kept rolling through him, memories, emotions. Anger, regret,
bitterness. N'vanik looked up at Rhosyn. "Is it horrible of me to wish
you were my Weyrwoman, instead of her?" Maybe it was his anger at Trae
talking, but that was how he felt.

"I don't think so. We all have wishes and dreams despite what really happens
to us. If we weren't allowed to have them, we'd be hopeless. Don't tell, but
K'sedel wasn't my first pick either." She grinned, knowing she didn't have many
choices with the way things were.

He tried to return the smile, but it was a sad attempt. His thoughts shifted
again. "Could you be my Weyrwoman now?" **One that won't leave me?**
"We could pretend, just for a little while."

She got up then and touched him finally. "Tell me, what do you like your
Weyrwoman to do?"

His heart beat faster and he pulled her gently into his lap. "To touch
me, to let me know that I'm wanted." N'vanik leaned close to her ear
and whispered something else.

"I chose you, Weyrleader.." she whispered before she kissed him.

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