Time - Evening
Location - Atricis Weyr | Dining Hall - 72nd Hatching Feast
@Ember | K'rios
"But why on Pern did you want to wear my feast dress?" her mother naturally prodded when her daughter began to slip into the other room to undress.
Solai's steps stopped by the doorway, with fingers settled along the frame. She did not immediately answer, though when she did, it was with a smile. "I have my reasons, but I'm sure this will do just as nicely."
The woman smiled knowingly. "Perhaps that dress is better for you then. A old dress for new beginnings."
Though Solai said nothing more, she was certain her mother had a idea as to the reason for her daughter's fashionable curiosities.
At the feast itself, Solange would have her suspicions confirmed. When Solai appeared in that telling dress, and the familiar pewterrider approached her, pulling her snug against him, Solange hid the smirk from her features and did her best to direct her husband's attentions else where. She would let the two young lovers enjoy their night, her dark eyes whispered to her daughter when their gazes met.
Solai was appreciative of the distraction.
After all, K'rios had made it clear what he had wanted this evening; to monopolise her time, if she heard him correctly. After a kiss to his cheek and an offer of wine, Solai somehow managed to slip out of his arms for all she was loath to do so. Yet her fingers still found away to hook along his own and keep him close. "I heard there is also a weyr yard portion to the festivities tonight. Care to venture outside for some fresh air, and a walk around the lake?" Naturally, they would retrieve that glass of wine along the way, giving Solai a longer opportunity to admire K'rios in his burgundy doublet. He looked so dapper, and the way those leather straps stretched across his chest, emphasising his broad build. Fingers itched to feel the doublet again, and test the feel of those leathers, but some how she managed to behave herself, especially with her twin sisters still lurking about. "What do you say?"