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Gia Riddell (neverfitin) wrote in watchers_rp,

Nodding along in agreement with Daphina's words, Gia allowed herself a self-satisfied smile at the last. "To my brother's dismay, you are correct. I enjoy using it against him with the protection of 'brother, I am merely practicing what our banner preaches'. He still has not figure out how to answer that back." Her father likely rolled over in his grave at half the exchanges between his children. Gia might have cared had he been more attentive to her while he was alive, since he had not been she found that the idea of upsetting him wasn't at all upsetting to her. "I believe they all must be first sons, barring accidents that saw the second or third take up the lordship." Personally, Gia thought inheritance should follow some different line. Perhaps go to the most worthy child as they practiced in the Bhain family, although child should mean daughter as well as son.

Gia could've smirked at the way that Daphina shifted, but then she would've had to turn her amusement around on herself for wasn't she nearly as red as the blonde's dress? A small voice in the back of her mind questioned whether or not Daphina listened to gossip about nobles, or more specifically, if she had ever listened to any of the gossip attached to the name Gia Ridell. Or believed it. Gia always hoped people did. Not just because she enjoyed the looks or whispers not truly muted behind cupped hands; because she did not care if they disliked her because of it or thought less of her. Truly, shouldn't a woman who made everyone miserable because she pretended to be someone she wasn't be more of an outcast than someone who refused to do the same? Her fingers went out to idly draw in the black sand of her garden, sculpting out a mountain without realizing what they were doing.

"I laughed," Gia confided when she noticed that Daphina had essentially muffled what would have been a laugh, realizing that she wished she'd been able to hear it. "She is very much so. Every Halvari woman I have seen is beautiful, even the youngest one who I believe attempts to hide it." Gia tipped her head to the side, her smile lifting only one corner of her mouth. "Their complexions run a little dark for my taste; I find that lighter hair and eyes have a certain appeal which is simply lacking elsewhere. Do not let Sir Rune hear that, though, I fear that no matter what I did he will be seeking me out again." Still smiling the crooked smile that Selena had told her she needed to practice hiding for it gave away her amusement too readily, Gia added, "What of your suitors, Daphina? Between your looks and your family name, I cannot imagine your father doing anything but turning them away by the droves." Taraias may not have been the ruling family of Tirna but it was undeniably one of the wealthiest, for all that they bred ferrets.