Time - mid afternoon
Location - Atricis Weyr | Weyr Lakes
@Ember | Dirce - roulette thread "a pregnancy is announced. story about jealousy."
How could she do this? the girl growled to herself as she tied some herbs for the ward. She never even said she wanted kids. For turns, Novandra remained childless, finding a daughter in Faveonn. Considering her own mother's distractions with the children she had with J'lek, Faveonn had come to cherish the special bond with her aunt, loving Novandra as the mother she should have had. Where Revanne dragged Faveonn around like a doll across the face of Pern only to treat her as a second thought (something she never did to all the children she had with J'lek), Novandra loved Faveonn first and foremost, bestowing her with the attention Faveonn seldom found from Revanne. Now that Novandra would have a child of her own, Faveonn knew she would be pushed aside for better, just as her mother had done. It pained the girl that she was about to become merely second best for a second time, left vying for the attention that once came to her so freely.
After a long day in the infirmary, rather than return to her aunt, or even her uncles, E'von or V'an, Faveonn left for the lakes. She already knew they were going to scold her for being upset, so what was the point in rushing home for a reprimand? After how her mother treated her, forcing J'lek down her throat after turns of withholding her own father's name from her, only to give her younger siblings all the love and attention never given to her, Faveonn knew she was well within her right to be upset about the fact history was about to repeat itself. In the end, Faveonn would bear the brunt of their consequences, and if she ever dared to express her anger, the adults in her life would merely answer with dismay and disappointment.
No. There was no reason to go home. Not yet.
Only briefly, as she approached the shore, did she wonder if maybe she could go see K'rios, but then she stopped herself. Part of Faveonn already felt bad enough for turning the man's life upside down. No reason to make it worse by imposing on him. Therefore, it was the shore she reached. She clambered over some rocks that stretched past the waterline. It was her favourite spot in all of the weyr, if only for the fact it allowed her to watch the dragons without trespassing into their lives. She watched from her vantage point, unobstructive and silent. And all the while, she thought about this child, and what it would likely mean in her life.
Above all, it likely meant Faveonn would have to return to the creche. For the meantime, she lived with her aunt, but it was only a matter of time before Novandra no longer had room for her in her home and in her heart. It seemed to be Faveonn's lot in life to live in the creche. Her only hope was that her peers would be kinder to her than they had been back in Benden.
Mayfly peeped at her side and rubbed her delicate diamond shaped head against her mistress's thigh.
"Yeah... I know," Faveonn answered the firelizard. At least she had her small friend to keep her company, loving her no matter what.