Uncertain Footing

[Sjira]

(Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 1:05 pm)

The night had been a most unexpected one.

S'jira was still thinking about it as she sat upon the flooring before the smaller hearth within the rooms at the inn. At times, going home was too dark a thing when it was a path travelled alone.

The sleeveless, white light-linen garment was like the white silks some of the bond-chain were seen to wear. But it was a simple shift she wore at times when it was time to seek sleep. She had pulled a few of the pelts from the posted bed and had settled down on it to rest.

There were more than a few times current and past that there, as she was, simply was how and who the small woman was within her very heart and soul. Most could not see beyond the one that mended, or helped with the work at the docks. But there was far more to her. Those who had taken the time to draw from her what she usually kept so very much to self..they knew her very well.

The lord had been at the inn again. She had seen him scantly over the years she had been within RhyDin. This time, she saw that he served others drinks, but not a single one this night had seen to his needs for such a thing. S'jira had watched a long while, hoping that this would not be the matter. Again. But as darkly colored eyes watched, a heart weighed. Simple gaze and simple ways saw what some either couldn't...or altogether ignored. A drink had been brought, after a while of gathering that courage to bring him something for a second time within a week's span. Though it had been said he had a wife, and that her very soul kept expecting a girl or two at his feet...in the shadows somewhere and ready to serve him...none were there. It seemed terribly wrong for her not to and so she brought, by her hand, a tankard of ale. Not a touch, not a sound from her. And a heart lightened to know that it was well-received when he thanked her for it. Only one things was voiced to him and that was her name, when he called her a lady again. That word felt as wrong to her as him not having any to serve him.

How could the others not see it so clearly? It had done her a lot of good to have served him in that moment and for him to have received it. Though there was something that hinted that he was a man no easily surprised. Had she overstepped with the offer of the drink? A heart simply did not know.

And when she moved to retreat, to turn and head back up the stairs, she saw Tassleofl! Even as she sat there on the flooring, she eased down to rest against the animal pelts. Her arm curled and gathered up an edge and corner of it. Sleep was wooing her. Gaze was on the fire's play within the little hearth.

Tasslehofl had not been seen in so very long, though Kitty had a few times lately. She remembered hugging him, where so very, very few others were even touched. Kitty was one she hugged well too. The small one had been so very happy to see him that she had rushed to him.

And happy. Had he not seemed happy? Until she was foolish enough to have asked him where Kitty was. Her heart ached to know that she was responsible for stealing away his smile to ask where Kitty was.

She had no known! Perhaps it had happened very recent. Kitty had not even whispered a word. But then, s'jira knew so very little many times. There was much that had never been told to her. Much that even her lips had held quiet, lest it be a mere buzzing of an irritating insect to the ears of others.

S'jira lay mostly on her side and in part on her stomach in the half-shadows of the room. She would dance for Tasslehofl. She had promised it so that she could help him find that smile again. He was as dear to her as Kitty was. And over this, she felt wretched.

In quiet, she hoped for Panther's return, mourned Tasslehofl and Kitty's frayed or broken bond, and eased to know that Lucius had not sent her away for trying to bring him the two drinks.

She did not know how to fix matters, but there was need to try in whatever way she knew and could.

As she thought of Althrae, silks, and dancing... sleep was there and holding her gently for the rest of the night.