Twelve eggs was a fair sized clutch; not so many that Cehrazad was particularly worried one or more would go unclaimed. A few people had already tentatively expressed interest in fact, and Cehrazad had sent a few eggs to the Flotilla as well. Before Morgiana, Cehrazad had never seen a Starburst Fancy Flitt, so she hadn't known that they laid almost as many eggs as a gold or diamond, but now she knew, and she would have to keep track of Morgiana's mating cycle.
She brought the eggs still at the Weyr to the Dining Hall as seemed to be the tradition, and Morgiana hovered and preened over the clutch, though she wasn't acting quite as possessive and paranoid as many mothers did. A little praise for her, her eggs, or both, and she was astonishingly cooperative, so Cehrazad wasn't worried that it would be dangerous to distribute the eggs. She settled down at a table with a large bowl of meat, and sent Morgiana with messages to the people who had already expressed interest. The eggs were definitely hatching soon, and Cehrazad really wasn't interested in a huge fair of flitts.