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Gia Riddell (neverfitin) wrote in watchers_rp,

Arguing with Ilario was something that Gia believed she deserved to be paid for. Someone somewhere had told her to never agree to do something for free if you were good enough to be paid for it, and she was most definitely good enough at this. Only she had lost tonight. Perhaps she had been preoccupied with her latest project and the fact that some stranger in the market had had no problem helping her get what she needed instead of laughing at her, but for whatever reason, she had lost and now she was getting dressed for dinner with another male suitor she had no interest in. The rumors flew about court, King Cuthwulf himself had all but verbally acknowledged them, and everyone knew. So why were there families still willing to try?

Because, Ilario had explained, it is for the best for everyone. You need a husband. Having children will settle you down. What Gia said to that was best left unrepeated, yet here she was, walking to dinner with Rune Halvair, heir of Valhalla, and as notorious a bachelor as she was unattached. Gia was trying to decide if she wanted to be scandalous tonight or not when she opened the door, greeted by an all too familiar scene. A man coming out of his chair and another woman, a sister or mother usually, inclining her head with a warm smile. This one was too young to be Sigfinna Halvari, so Gia supposed it must be the sister.

"Good evening," she greeted politely as she walked in, taking the seat a servant had pulled out. "That doublet is fitting, my lord." Her eyes cast over to the sister, much more appreciative as they flitted up and down what she could see of her form. "Your dress is much lovelier, however, lady... Synnove?" That was a stab in the dark. Rune had two sisters who weren't the princess, and Gia was almost certain the older of the two was Synnove while the younger was Freja.