Post by Deleted on Aug 17, 2015 3:40:01 GMT -5
”By all, you mean of sisters and brothers? Or of cousins and other relatives?- Do you mean, she leads your entire clan? Or rather, house…”
He didn’t correct her on her use of the term clan. Children noble families were often told horrible stories of the sand men coming to get them if they were naughty or misbehaving. As a child, he like so many others, feared the distant people who could carry them off in their sleep if they did not eat all their dinner or present themselves on best manners at parties important to their parents. But as an adult, and after all the travelling he had done, he had come to realise that people were different. Even civilised people from Calandria were different to the people of Faucheux. So, of course the Rohari would also be different. He was more impressed with the surprise in her question, than the terminology she used.
Alfie offered her a smile and nodded, in the most simply of answers, yes his mother lead the entire clan-house. Though he did not think that was satisfy her, so, placing his hands behind his back, gingerly he said; ”My mother is Countess – and I am her son.” But that did not make him heir. Did it? They had sort of had this conversation, sort of. His mother had not pressured him into training for her mantle – as she had not expected to wear it. Emilia had older brothers, after all, but brothers who had no mind for leading and had wished to spend their energy on living and loving the family. So, Emilia had not expected her son to lead from the date of his birth, and Alfie was not sure he wanted such pressures either.
”She ensures the safety and prosperity of our house and region and the many people within in, not just our family. Our land is small, our name still growing, but that is my mother’s business, yes. She leads us and we follow.”
”Did the King of the Lands die?”
”Not yet. But he is unwell and his brain is addled. So it best that someone who is able to do so, take over his seat as Regent. Someone has to make sure we’re all doing what we should be – after all.”
”-Water is sacred to us.”
This was more interesting than conversations of crowns and people to Alfie and he found himself smiling at her, open, warm and handsome in his gaze. ”It’s a thing to be upheld in both fear and love, isn’t it?” He mused, reaching up to run a hand through his hair and replace the dislodged locks into their easily tussled do. ”I mean, it’s important to my family too- lots of our life is spent at sea – though we never forget how dangerous and temperamental she can be..” He had, after all, lost his father to the waves.
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@amirah
He didn’t correct her on her use of the term clan. Children noble families were often told horrible stories of the sand men coming to get them if they were naughty or misbehaving. As a child, he like so many others, feared the distant people who could carry them off in their sleep if they did not eat all their dinner or present themselves on best manners at parties important to their parents. But as an adult, and after all the travelling he had done, he had come to realise that people were different. Even civilised people from Calandria were different to the people of Faucheux. So, of course the Rohari would also be different. He was more impressed with the surprise in her question, than the terminology she used.
Alfie offered her a smile and nodded, in the most simply of answers, yes his mother lead the entire clan-house. Though he did not think that was satisfy her, so, placing his hands behind his back, gingerly he said; ”My mother is Countess – and I am her son.” But that did not make him heir. Did it? They had sort of had this conversation, sort of. His mother had not pressured him into training for her mantle – as she had not expected to wear it. Emilia had older brothers, after all, but brothers who had no mind for leading and had wished to spend their energy on living and loving the family. So, Emilia had not expected her son to lead from the date of his birth, and Alfie was not sure he wanted such pressures either.
”She ensures the safety and prosperity of our house and region and the many people within in, not just our family. Our land is small, our name still growing, but that is my mother’s business, yes. She leads us and we follow.”
”Did the King of the Lands die?”
”Not yet. But he is unwell and his brain is addled. So it best that someone who is able to do so, take over his seat as Regent. Someone has to make sure we’re all doing what we should be – after all.”
”-Water is sacred to us.”
This was more interesting than conversations of crowns and people to Alfie and he found himself smiling at her, open, warm and handsome in his gaze. ”It’s a thing to be upheld in both fear and love, isn’t it?” He mused, reaching up to run a hand through his hair and replace the dislodged locks into their easily tussled do. ”I mean, it’s important to my family too- lots of our life is spent at sea – though we never forget how dangerous and temperamental she can be..” He had, after all, lost his father to the waves.
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@amirah