Sylvia stepped from the gangway of the frigate, Yran Gales, onto the quay of Seansloe docks. Cian stood with some struggle and his father?s restraining hand upon his shoulder, at the boardwalk. Returned to a world of decorum, she had given up trews and tunic on the voyage for a chemise, underskirt, and gown, cut simple of finely woven cotton dyed night forest green. A kirtle of Barony colors, green and gold, sat low upon her hips. She approached Kieran and Cian and asked, ?Aidan asleep??
A smile and nod from Kieran, ?He is, but Cian was most keen upon greeting your return and to tell you of his plans for the harvest festival.?
Restraining hand forgotten, Cian flustered out with excitement, ?Oh yes, mama, there are oh so many jugglers at home. I can be part of the festival, yes, mama??
Sylvia lifted her son up for a warm hug that he returned with a fierce strength, ?What does your father say??
At this time Ewan passed by with a bow to the family, and Cian spluttered out, ?Master Ewan! Are you staying for harvest festival??
?Yes, Ewan, what would harvest festival be without your display of prowess at competitions?? Kieran smiled.
?Your Excellency will permit me to be absent this year,? Ewan tapped lightly Cian?s chin to rid it of the forming pout. ?It is another?s turn to win the events.?
Sylvia laughed, ?Modesty becomes you, Ewan. Who says I?d let you actually compete this year?? Then a mischievous twinkle to violet eyes, ?Of course, you?ve your own challenges awaiting you in RhyDin.?
Both Kieran and Ewan narrowed eyes at her, though for distinctly different reasons. Ewan nodded and gave another bow, ?I should return to my duties there.?
?Of course, Ewan. Safe journey to you, and watch for that drop at the end.? Kieran jested good naturedly, and the family watched the Master of Arms stride off to a waiting horse that would take him to the rift.
?Now, Cian," Sylvia began again, "what did your father say about you being part of the festival??
He wiggled in her arms, but it was not to be let down, but from pure enthusiasm, ?He says to ask you.?
?I defer to your motherly instincts on the matter,? Kieran grinned before he stepped to her side and they shared a kiss. ?It is good to have you home in time for the harvest festival and the tallying of the taxes.?
They walked along the boardwalk towards town center where a carriage was awaiting them.
A smile and nod from Kieran, ?He is, but Cian was most keen upon greeting your return and to tell you of his plans for the harvest festival.?
Restraining hand forgotten, Cian flustered out with excitement, ?Oh yes, mama, there are oh so many jugglers at home. I can be part of the festival, yes, mama??
Sylvia lifted her son up for a warm hug that he returned with a fierce strength, ?What does your father say??
At this time Ewan passed by with a bow to the family, and Cian spluttered out, ?Master Ewan! Are you staying for harvest festival??
?Yes, Ewan, what would harvest festival be without your display of prowess at competitions?? Kieran smiled.
?Your Excellency will permit me to be absent this year,? Ewan tapped lightly Cian?s chin to rid it of the forming pout. ?It is another?s turn to win the events.?
Sylvia laughed, ?Modesty becomes you, Ewan. Who says I?d let you actually compete this year?? Then a mischievous twinkle to violet eyes, ?Of course, you?ve your own challenges awaiting you in RhyDin.?
Both Kieran and Ewan narrowed eyes at her, though for distinctly different reasons. Ewan nodded and gave another bow, ?I should return to my duties there.?
?Of course, Ewan. Safe journey to you, and watch for that drop at the end.? Kieran jested good naturedly, and the family watched the Master of Arms stride off to a waiting horse that would take him to the rift.
?Now, Cian," Sylvia began again, "what did your father say about you being part of the festival??
He wiggled in her arms, but it was not to be let down, but from pure enthusiasm, ?He says to ask you.?
?I defer to your motherly instincts on the matter,? Kieran grinned before he stepped to her side and they shared a kiss. ?It is good to have you home in time for the harvest festival and the tallying of the taxes.?
They walked along the boardwalk towards town center where a carriage was awaiting them.