The goldrider hadn't gone to sleep yet either, currently cooped up in her study and doing everything but sleeping. Records needed tending, supplies needed to be restocked and projects still lay half finished while the refugees needed their attention... Safryn and L'van had shared many sleepless nights together, and this was just one that she suffered on her own. It wasn't just her sleep cycle that suffered either, but her personal life had been declining lately too, consumed by the weight of the Weyr on her shoulders. She barely had any time for her children, though she hoped to plan something special when Isharya finally chose her path, but what if she missed that too? It had been at least a sevenday, maybe more since she'd brought any of her children home for the night, and instead had spent several lonely nights at home... in her study.
Even H'tai was no longer there... and perhaps she had taken him for granted. At least, the brownrider had made sure she had a fresh mug of klah, or would wake her whenever she fell asleep in her chair and bring her back to bed. She wasn't sure when it had happened... or how it had happened... it just, happened and she had found she had drifted miles away from him... There was no flame, there was no spark, there was hardly anything between them anymore so that it just felt like they were performing a daily ritual instead of a intimate relationship. It hurt her, that she had fallen so far... caught up in her work, in her duty and obligations that she let love fade away. Where was the idealistic romantic she'd been when she met T'lor? Or the woman who thought anything was possible when she'd met H'tai? ... Who was she now then?
Ifrith is calling, and he asks if H'tai may join you tonight.
Came the voice of her queen, and Safryn couldn't quite tell if that was amusement or annoyance in the dragons tone. The dappled gold had settled in for slumber a while ago, yet the restlessness of her own rider had kept her mind awake enough to receive the request.
It was as if the very thought of them had brought this about and for a moment, Safryn wasn't sure if she should say yes, or no. Of course, it sounded nice to share her bed with the man again, to sleep beside him, safe and warm instead of cold and alone... but should she indulge on those wants, when they had decided to go their separate ways? It was just cruel to let him come back, and it felt like it was just leading him on with the hope they would get back together... Yet, it would be nice to have at least a little company instead of spending another lonely night... perhaps it was a bit selfish of her, but she indulged on those wants and gave her reply to Soquilith.
H'tai is allowed to stay for the night, and perhaps it might be good for them to talk.
Came the reply from the dozing queen, a contented rumble as she curled up a little tighter and fluttered her wings to ease the twitch. She has been cooped up in her office for too long, the company would be nice.
Soqui continued with a bit of familiarity with the burning brown, almost reminiscent about their riders.
The redheaded woman unfurled from her chair then, disturbing the fair of flitters all around her, though she quieted them back into their perches... all save for Piper, her ever diligent companion. The speckled brown fluttered after her and down the hall into the bedroom where he perched upon the wardrobe as his mistress reached inside. She was still wearing the same musty dress from the day and figured she might as well freshen up a little, or at least make it seem like she hadn't stayed up working late again... The goldrider changed into a rather simple night shift, and her favorite robe, a casual evening look that H'tai had seen many times before.
It did not feel proper to greet him in the bedroom then, so Safryn and her faithful brown moved out in the main rooms, and she thought maybe they'd stay up, have a drink or even just some juice... maybe eventually fall asleep, though the goldrider thought her chances of sleeping tonight were next to none.