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Princess Rona Leavold (hisambitiousone) wrote in watchers_rp,
@ 2017-06-04 19:46:00

Who: Bourne and Rona (NPC'd children)
Where: Royal apartments
When: Morning

Just as there were days when Rona spent nearly the entirety of them with Nevina, so were there days when she spent them with Bourne and their children. Oh she had seen Nevina at breakfast and chatted with her and the other ladies, but with a squeeze of the hand they had parted ways, the blonde knowing that today was one of those days. She may see her later, but she was sure Nevina had plenty to occupy her mind when Rona was elsewise occupied. She was a clever woman and besides, her sisters were in the castle and she surely needed to spend time with them.

"Cedrych!" Rona called in a sing-song voice as she walked into the boy's room. He had run off with a declaration that he needed to show his parents something. Ten minutes had passed since then. Rona wasn't worried that something had happened to her son -- though he had proven he was capable of getting in trouble with that incident the other day when he had nearly been trampled by a horse -- just that he had completely forgotten that he was spending the morning with them. Sure enough, she found him seated on the floor with an array of toys, a surprised look on his face when he saw her. "Did you forget?"

Cedrych's cheeks flushed as he jumped to his feet, only one toy in hand. "No!" he denied, shuffling his feet. "Maybe. Look!" As a distraction from being caught playing instead of coming back to his parents, he held out what he'd been searching for. "Will father like it"

Rona kept her expression neutral as she accepted what she was offered, turning it over in her hands. It looked a lot like a toy Bourne had, in fact, brought back for him from Valhalla. Cedrych must have lost it, forgotten, and found it again. "I think he will like it very much. Should we go show him?" There was a rapid nod of his head and then Cedrych was racing off ahead of her, causing a sigh and a shake of her head. He was always running, that boy. She just hoped he remembered where it was that they had left Bourne and the girls.

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bournesecond
2017-06-05 01:03 am UTC (link)

Bourne was still deep in "tea" with his daughters when Cedrych came running up, brandishing a toy in his hands. Bourne let out an exaggerated "oof" as he allowed Cedrych to fling himself into his arms, holding him in his lap.

"You naughty boy," Hera scolded her older brother.

"You should sit at the table," Sigrún added, scowling seriously, but handing her brother an empty teacup.

"Father, look what I found!" Cedrych chirped, ignoring his sisters (except for sticking his tongue out at them. Tea party indeed). "Do you like it?"

"I do like it, very much," Bourne said brightly, turning it over in his hands. He remembered seeing it in the bazaar in Valhalla, and thinking Cedrych would like it. Hera cleared her throat, and Bourne jumped, guiltily, and took another imaginary sip of the imaginary tea. Thankfully, what little royal training he had had, had equipped him to carry on two competing conversations at once. If the participants each allowed him to, that is.

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hisambitiousone
2017-06-05 01:40 am UTC (link)

Rona stopped in the doorway when she returned, leaning against the doorframe for a moment just so that she could observe what was happening without disturbing it. How many women could claim they would return to where they left their husband to find him deep in playing teatime with their twin daughters, in a dress, no less? Rona tried, and failed, not to laugh at the sight. Cedrych sitting in his lap only made the image that much more amusing to her.

"I truly hope you did not convince your father to put on one of my dresses," Rona remarked as she stepped in, taking the seat next to Bourne after placing a kiss on his cheek. Amusement sparkled in her eyes as she took a cup from Hera. "He is far too broad in the shoulders." Though that would beg the question of whose dress was it, if not hers? Was there a woman in the castle who had a build fitting for her husband?

The twins giggled at each over their mother's declaration, Hera responding, "He looks pretty enough to be a princess!"

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bournesecond
2017-06-05 01:46 am UTC (link)

Bourne couldn't help beaming at his daughter's praise. "See? I am pretty enough to be a princess!" Then he raised an eyebrow at his children and winked. "But I am not half so pretty as your mother." To punctuate this statement, he neatly tipped Cedrych off his lap, tugging Rona to take the small boy's place. He kissed her tenderly.

"But rest assured, the dress, while yours, is not secured at the back," he went on. "Little fingers were unable to negotiate the laces and stays.

Cedrych, though loathe to join in such a girly game, had resigned himself to the idea that everyone was playing teatime today, and slumped at the table with his cup in his hand, gloomily pretending to sip from it every time Bourne did.

"Sit up, bad boy," Sigrún chastened him. "No belbows on the table."

Bourne had to bite his lip to keep from laughing at the hilarious juxtaposition of his daughter's stern tone and her mispronunciation.

"I have to go out tonight," he said under his breath, his voice only loud enough to be heard by his wife in his lap.

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hisambitiousone
2017-06-05 04:46 am UTC (link)

Before Rona could even think of a response to Bourne or Hera she found herself being tugged into her husband's lap for a much more satisfying kiss. Mornings like this were among her favorite. Physically she felt fine, none of the children were unwell and Bourne was here with them. She expected days like this might be more common with the jubilee going on, though of course the jubilee also meant she had other things to attend to. Her family, mostly, but also... other matters that would never be discussed in front of the children, or even Bourne necessarily. Telling him she wished him to be King and adding on what steps she'd take to make it so were entirely different things.

"I do believe that I will not remain the prettiest one in the family for very long," Rona informed them all, pleased with the compliment and the information that the girls hadn't been able to do up the laces on her dress. "Hera and Sigrún will outdo me before they are even twelve."

Both twins beamed, but then Sigrún added, "Never prettier than mother."

"Could be," Hera challenged.

While the two of them argued, Cedrych seeming to lack an opinion on the matter completely -- a wise choice -- Rona gave a slow nod. She didn't begrudge him where he went just as he didn't begrudge her what she did with Nevina. Though she always made sure to say something so he didn't think her passive. "Perhaps next time you may give me more than a day's warning," she murmured into his ear, fingers toying with the edge of his hair. Cedrych rolled his eyes at that motion, earning a childish stuck out tongue from his mother. "As my original intentions for this day were time spent with my family." Nights were, usually, included.

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bournesecond
2017-06-05 06:14 am UTC (link)

"Well, as much as I love my daughters," Bourne began diplomatically, "and as beautiful as they already are and will no doubt grow to be... it is my beautiful wife who makes my heart skip a beat." Another kiss, this one even "mushier", and slightly more drawn out, through still seemly in front of the children.

"Perhaps we should have another," he murmured idly, the idea not having occurred to him until that moment. "We do seem to make such lovely ones."

He did have the good grace to feel guilty about going out that night. But, Rona had her... proclivities, and he had his own. He said nothing, turned a blind eye to Rona's dalliance with Nevina, and he expected (well, hoped for) the same respect in return.

His eyes closed as he leaned into her gentle touch, further disgusting Cedrych (and yes, he caught the stuck out tongue Rona gave their son, and yes, he stuck out his own just as playfully). "I will not leave until they are asleep," he went on, just for Rona's ears. "So we can still have the family evening you envisioned. And I do not intend to be gone overlong, and can and will bathe before returning, so if you were inclined to... wait up a little..."

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hisambitiousone
2017-06-05 03:42 pm UTC (link)

Both of the girls beamed at their father while Rona rolled her eyes a bit, though her smile gave away just how pleased she was. It wasn't that she was vain, but she'd discovered over the last ten and some years that she truly did enjoy when Bourne complimented her. Not flattered, because he was utterly sincere, but complimented. He was very nearly adorable when he did it. "Your beautiful wife," Rona informed him once the kiss was ended, her pale cheeks more than a little flushed, "thinks that our girls are doubly blessed because they have such a handsome, noble father." Were there servants nearby who could carry word of this to the people? Rona thought it far more important for them to know that Bourne had a thriving, happy family than to know that Alcott had saved Cedrych from a horse.

"Yes!" Cedrych shouted, causing the twins to scold him again and he to ignore them. "A little brother!"

Rona felt a tightening in her chest, a panic ready to spill over, but she kept a lid screwed onto it and merely arched an eyebrow. "If the Creator wills it then surely it will happen, though we could always help Her." Far from pious, Rona nevertheless made sure to say such things where the children could hear. They were too young to hide any religious doubts their parents had. "If that is what you wish." Rona was far from docile, but she couldn't well admit she was afraid. Cedrych and the girls were perfectly healthy. Many would say that proved her bad luck with children behind her. Three died and three lived.

"You could scrub your skin right off and I still would rather wait until a different day," Rona informed Bourne, no malice in her words. She didn't come to him after she spent time in Nevina's company and she never expected he came to her after he spent time with whoever it was he spent time with. "You could come to me tomorrow, perhaps."

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bournesecond
2017-06-06 09:06 am UTC (link)

The flush on Rona's cheeks was so becoming that Bourne just wanted to kiss her again, but he was conscious that their children were in the room. "By the Creator," he swore softly. "I thought I knew what beauty was. But then I met you, and any previous notions went out the window."

And that was about enough mushiness for one day! He caught Hera up in his arms and smooched her cheek ostentatiously, letting her go only to do the same to Sigrún.

"A little brother?" he playfully roared. "Cedrych, my son, you know we will take whatever blessings the Creator gives us - and we will be happy for them. Look how blessed we already are, with such a handsome son and two beautiful daughters. Even if the Creator decides there are no more children in store for us, surely we have lived a charmed life."

To Rona, he was matter of fact. "I understand, and I would not ask of you anything you were uncomfortable giving," he murmured. "But plan for me tomorrow, because the sight of you, cheeks flushed so beautifully, stirs something inside me. Tomorrow night, we will be as one."

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hisambitiousone
2017-06-07 04:36 am UTC (link)

Bourne knew how to make her blush, that much was certain, and Rona gave him a playful nudge with her shoulder when he just made her cheeks turn redder. "Did you know you were such a poet before then?" she asked, "or did the words come to you only after you saw my face?" Watchers but she was glad Rune and Freja would not hear him saying such things. They'd never let her live it down no matter that Bourne was her husband and they all were grown adults instead of children playing in the halls of Wintermoon.

Cedrych made a bit of a face at the mention of the beautiful daughters, though he couldn't hide his pleasure at being called handsome. "I still want a little brother," he informed his parents. "He could play with me in the yards. We'd do something that wasn't tea parties." Yet he was still pretending to drink from the cup that Hera had dutifully "refilled".

"We will see, my little love," Rona told Cedrych, reaching out to smooth back his dark curls with a gentle smile.

Rona gave a slight nod of her head to Bourne, knowing he wouldn't have insisted but wishing to make certain he knew nonetheless. All it took was one time for her not to say something for it to possibly be taken as alright all the time, and Rona wished for no misunderstandings she could avoid. The last thing she wanted was a marriage fraught with pitfalls. "Then I will make sure tomorrow night is for you," she assured him, resting her hand over his larger one and giving it a squeeze.

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bournesecond
2017-06-07 10:00 am UTC (link)

"Ask my tutors," Bourne laughed. "I was never exactly known for my way with words - more for my avoidance of them. This poetry that falls from me, that started when I saw you." This time, he stuck out his tongue out at Rona, laughing playfully.

"I'm known for my way with words," Cedrych said, puffing out his chest again. "Yesterday I wrote a story. It was about a cat. I can spell cat, and dog too. Father, can you spell dog?"

"D..." Bourne began, acting as if he really had to think about it. "O... O... Oh, no..."

He helped Rona stand as his body started to shake, his hands trembling uncontrollably. "Mother," he said to her (as they referred to each other when in front of the children). "Mother, I think you better take the children and run. Get as far away from me as possible."

He paused for effect... but Cedrych and the twins knew this game. It was one of their favorites.

"Oh no, Father!" Sigrún yelped. "Are you being rabbaged by the tickle disease again?"

"Utterly 'rabbaged'," Bourne roared in mock pain, grabbing for Sigrún and beginning to tickle. "Run, Mother, run!"

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