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Fiona (thefirstwarden) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2011-03-28 02:27:00

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alistair theirin, fiona

WHO: Fiona and Alistair Theirin
WHEN: After Fiona finds out oh hey her baby boy is all grown up
WHERE: Alistair's flat.
WHAT: Family reunion
RATING: TBD
STATUS: Incomplete

There were not many things left in life that Fiona feared. After all the horrors that she had lived through in her relatively short life she had managed to grow quite a tolerance for the terrifying. Now her usual reaction was simply to get angry instead. But this was something she never expected to face. Only hours earlier she had been dealing with her decision to give up her child, to hand him over to Maric to be placed somewhere that he would never know who or what she was. Others might judge her choice but there was no place for a child among the wardens and Fiona was nothing without the order. But now, now that tiny baby that looked up at her with that human face was grown. He was nearly as old as she was.

It was terrifying. Fiona knew that she was no mother. Certainly she had given birth to him and cared for him while making her journey, she was still caring for him. But in his life she had given him up before he could even begin to remember her and told a lie. While she knew her reasons she had no idea how Alistair would take them, if he would eve understand.

This would have been easier with Duncan or Maric here. Both of them were much better with people than she was. Still, she forced herself to make her way up the odd stairs. The only thing keeping her from panicking in this completely alien environment was the fact that she needed to find Alistair. He was still her son and she had to take care of him. If that meant explaining then that was what she would have to do. As she came up to the door she only hesitated for a moment before knocking.

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royal_bastard
2011-04-06 09:00 pm UTC (link)

Well, that was certainly a first, someone suggesting that he might actually be smarter than someone else. Intelligence was not something that Alistair was often (if ever) praised for. It wasn't that he was dumb. Quite the opposite, actually, but the observations that his mind had lead him to make over the years had never been looked upon kindly by most of the people that had surrounded him. He'd differed and to differ in a world of rigid dogma and strict principle had never been a proven recipe for success.

Even if he was going to be made king despite it.

When she pulled away this time, though, Alistair didn't allow it, reaching back over and taking her hand as a reassurance to both of them, to her that he wasn't upset and to himself that she wasn't simply going to vanish the next time he blinked too long. "You both did what you had to," Alistair said gently. He understood. There were still pains, small hurts from his childhood that probably would never fade, but he understand why he'd been told what he had, why things had been done the way that they had been. He could only imagine the reaction of the nobles if any of them found out the truth, that their future king was not only half Orlesian...but half elven and of mage blood. There was a certain...delightful irony to it, though, that he couldn't help but be amused at. "For everyone's sake, including my own."

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thefirstwarden
2011-04-06 09:24 pm UTC (link)

Fiona's eyes darted up to his face when he took her hand back. This was ridiculous, he was her son. From all she knew about how families were supposed to work, she was supposed to be comforting him, not the other way around. So she decided to attempt to be a mother, whatever that meant. Her free hand came up and covered his, both of her hands holding onto his gently as she turned to face him between. She had no idea what to say, so instead she studied his face for a moment, curiously. Yes he took strongly after his father but there were differences there. At least differences from the memory she had of Maric. He had grown into a strong man without either of them. Fiona supposed that she likely had Duncan to thank for that out of anyone she knew.

"You deserved more than I could possibly give you, Alistair." she finally stated plainly. That was her explanation. He seemed to understand but she felt the need to give it anyway. If she had been able to hear just something like this when she had been younger, and it was something she had forced upon him as well as far as she knew. But she could at least tell him now. "But you are loved. Even if it might not have felt like it at times. I'd do anything for you."

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