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dragonlady7I give up, I'm at skip=300 on my flist and i know i'm nowhere near the end. i'm sorry if i missed stuff.
i gotta go do a lot of laundry and stuff.
i'm back at the farm; while dude was still here, before he left for buffalo this morning, i had him and Sister and BIL help me move the yurt on its platform, so that it's up against the south edge of the platform; the rain comes in under the wall from that south edge because it's sloped wrong, and moving the whole thing means it hopefully won't do that, or will do it less. that's what i hope anyway.
i also put up another bit of clothesline, so all my laundry is hanging out there. i got my vacation stuff all washed, so that was a good start, but now i have the filthy towel i used to clean the standing water from the yurt floor to deal with. i can probably throw it in along with the egg towels in the barn sometime.
i have a bunch of image editing to do, i took several hundred photos on my phone and various cameras.
i did practice banjo a bit, which was good. i think i can learn the Handsome Molly variant in time to impress our teacher...
and i wrote over 10k in the solarpunk cyborgs story while i was there, and my conviction is deep that i need to keep going until i find the story and then carve most of it back off. *eyeroll* oh well.
“And thirdly,” Rusada said, ticking off one more finger, “my dear brother thanks you for your intriguing and charming offer for his younger half-brother, but begs your indulgence; Ena will be setting up his own household once the succession has been decided and the situation is more stable, and so the young man is not entertaining any offers of courtship at this time, until he has his own secure footing from which to contemplate them. He wishes me to understand that the young man is very flattered, however, and was most earnest that you should not feel your offer has been rejected.”
“My what,” Liatra said, dumbfounded.
“I was curious about that,” Rusada said. “I had not thought marriage interested you overmuch of yet, but I find myself intrigued at the notion. Of course you went about it in the old-fashioned way, you being yourself, but I do wonder what it is you saw in the boy to interest you so. I hadn’t thought he had a personality at all.”
“I haven’t offered anyone marriage,” Liatra said, baffled.
“I can’t think how my dear brother would be confused,” Rusada said. “He said Erita had witnessed it.”
“Erita,” Liatra said, and then she remembered. Oh. Yes. In the old novels, marriage negotiations often began with an offer of protection.
Maybe that was actually the most politically astute way out of this.
“Oh yes,” Liatra said. “Well, it was sort of impulsive. To be honest, I’m glad he’s not actually considering offers now. I just-- well, I had to offer him my protection, Deladar was truly harassing him, and I just-- it seemed the only way.”
“He’s under Zalanat’s protection, of course, already,” Rusada said, with a bit of a sharp edge to her words that suggested that possibly she understood the situation pretty well, actually.
“Of course,” Liatra said, “but Zalanat wasn’t protecting him in that moment, now was he, and…” Well, it was the truth, even if she hadn’t particularly seen it that way. “Think of it! You know what he looks like, he’s so young and so pretty and looks so frightened most of the time. I was moved by chivalric impulse.”
“But you do intend to do the honorable thing by your offer, yes?” Rusada said. “You were serious, of course? It would be a terrible breach of honor to offer such a thing lightly.”
“Of course,” Liatra said, feeling the trap tighten. But she was young, and she knew she was rather callow and foolish but there wasn’t much she could do about that now. If she had to court the young man, then she’d do it. It wasn’t like it was going to work out as far as marriage, it wouldn’t come to that-- he was a dishrag, and she was a thug, and surely it would go wildly off the rails long before it came to any kind of genuine understanding. She didn’t even have to not take it seriously.
“So you intend to repeat your offer once he has his own household established,” Rusada said.
“Of course,” Liatra said.
i gotta go do a lot of laundry and stuff.
i'm back at the farm; while dude was still here, before he left for buffalo this morning, i had him and Sister and BIL help me move the yurt on its platform, so that it's up against the south edge of the platform; the rain comes in under the wall from that south edge because it's sloped wrong, and moving the whole thing means it hopefully won't do that, or will do it less. that's what i hope anyway.
i also put up another bit of clothesline, so all my laundry is hanging out there. i got my vacation stuff all washed, so that was a good start, but now i have the filthy towel i used to clean the standing water from the yurt floor to deal with. i can probably throw it in along with the egg towels in the barn sometime.
i have a bunch of image editing to do, i took several hundred photos on my phone and various cameras.
i did practice banjo a bit, which was good. i think i can learn the Handsome Molly variant in time to impress our teacher...
and i wrote over 10k in the solarpunk cyborgs story while i was there, and my conviction is deep that i need to keep going until i find the story and then carve most of it back off. *eyeroll* oh well.
“And thirdly,” Rusada said, ticking off one more finger, “my dear brother thanks you for your intriguing and charming offer for his younger half-brother, but begs your indulgence; Ena will be setting up his own household once the succession has been decided and the situation is more stable, and so the young man is not entertaining any offers of courtship at this time, until he has his own secure footing from which to contemplate them. He wishes me to understand that the young man is very flattered, however, and was most earnest that you should not feel your offer has been rejected.”
“My what,” Liatra said, dumbfounded.
“I was curious about that,” Rusada said. “I had not thought marriage interested you overmuch of yet, but I find myself intrigued at the notion. Of course you went about it in the old-fashioned way, you being yourself, but I do wonder what it is you saw in the boy to interest you so. I hadn’t thought he had a personality at all.”
“I haven’t offered anyone marriage,” Liatra said, baffled.
“I can’t think how my dear brother would be confused,” Rusada said. “He said Erita had witnessed it.”
“Erita,” Liatra said, and then she remembered. Oh. Yes. In the old novels, marriage negotiations often began with an offer of protection.
Maybe that was actually the most politically astute way out of this.
“Oh yes,” Liatra said. “Well, it was sort of impulsive. To be honest, I’m glad he’s not actually considering offers now. I just-- well, I had to offer him my protection, Deladar was truly harassing him, and I just-- it seemed the only way.”
“He’s under Zalanat’s protection, of course, already,” Rusada said, with a bit of a sharp edge to her words that suggested that possibly she understood the situation pretty well, actually.
“Of course,” Liatra said, “but Zalanat wasn’t protecting him in that moment, now was he, and…” Well, it was the truth, even if she hadn’t particularly seen it that way. “Think of it! You know what he looks like, he’s so young and so pretty and looks so frightened most of the time. I was moved by chivalric impulse.”
“But you do intend to do the honorable thing by your offer, yes?” Rusada said. “You were serious, of course? It would be a terrible breach of honor to offer such a thing lightly.”
“Of course,” Liatra said, feeling the trap tighten. But she was young, and she knew she was rather callow and foolish but there wasn’t much she could do about that now. If she had to court the young man, then she’d do it. It wasn’t like it was going to work out as far as marriage, it wouldn’t come to that-- he was a dishrag, and she was a thug, and surely it would go wildly off the rails long before it came to any kind of genuine understanding. She didn’t even have to not take it seriously.
“So you intend to repeat your offer once he has his own household established,” Rusada said.
“Of course,” Liatra said.
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