Tonight, She Comes (K'dyn)

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It took all of Gwyn to leave Telgar, to leave her children, but she knew she'd probably go back for them, one day. Her boys she must leave for Telgar's children, but her girls, well she might be able to sneak them away to Telgar. . .

The woman had decided that after K'dyn left for the second time, she wouldn't just stand there and adjust like the Weyr demanded of her. It took her days to get it through her head that he wasn't coming home. So if he wasn't coming home, she'd have to go to him and make a new home. Gwyn loved no other man as fully as she loved K'dyn, and she knew the brownrider well enough to realize that he'd be terribly ruined with leaving his life again. For both their sanities, she left Telgar.

Her plan was merely this: Aurath had gotten coordinates from Ortath. She didn't think her weyrmate knew about her plan to follow him, and it would be better that way. If some one questioned him, he wouldn't know, and Ortath may soon forget that he helped out in this scheme. During a fall, she was standing her ground, but she knew she'd not be returning with the others. At her orders, Aurath creened terribly, and they betweened to Nova. The others would think that she died in battle, and no one could drag her back because it would be too much to explain. She contemplated bringing one of her daughters with her, but thought that fighting thread would be too dangerous for any of her children just yet.

She popped out from between while it was dusk. Some dragons in the bowl looked up to see Aurath, but Gwyn knew it was some time before one of them reported the green to Sheluth. It also helped that Neory was more or less her sister-in-law. The queenrider would understand and give Gwyn her needed time with K'dyn.

Aurath found Ortath's ledge, but bade the brown to be quiet. Gwyn wanted this to be a happy surprize for her love. A fleeting thought crossed her mind. What if K'dyn moved on with another? What if she was too late to save their love and he was weyrmated to some one else? She didn't know exactly how much time had passed for Nova.

She stood in the doorway between Ortath's couch and K'dyn's weyr. Gwyn ran a hand through her still dark hair, hoping to make herself presentable. His back was turned to her. She smiled softly, "K'dyn?"

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K'dyn had another day of drills, working on his leathers and ignoring the world outside of his daily routine. There was a way to get on with his life but it had no joy in it, as much as he might try to do what was asked of him, every day was a constant reminder of what was missing. The Wingsecond had everything he could need of monetary value, a large weyr, nice furnishings and better leathers but he would trade it all for the people he left behind.

He didn't spend much time dwelling on it by keeping himself busy. Having just returned from his last duty of the day, he went straight for a good bath. Once done with that, he dired off quickly and changed into some leisurely clothing. The leathers were too hot and constricting for the weather here at Nova. His shirt was white and hung just right on his well muscled frame, his pants were loose but comfortable in a deep brown color. He wasn't wearing anything fancy because he planned on staying in for the evening.

You should eat, you look small.Ortath was badgering him about how he had lost some weight. He wasn't hungry. Which was a common theme of argument between rider and dragon, though it was very clear that K'dyn had lost weight and not in a good way. He was putting away his leathers as Ortath walked out to his ledge. The riding harness sitting on the wall next to him would need oiling...

He heard someone behind him coming from the ledge but figured it must be his sister or Ortath would have announced it. The voice he heard next, had him standing stock still. It couldn't be. She was in the future, at Telgar. He told his mind reasonably. At length he decided it must be his sister and his ears were playing tricks on him. Turning around to speak he almost fell backward.

"Gwyn?" He spoke almost as softly as she did and his eyes has already begun to tear up a little. He moved forward and wrapped his arms around her. He took in the smell of her hair, the way she felt in his arms, everything he could. K'dyn wasn't sure he could let her go. "Are you really here? I can't be dreaming this."

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When he held her, Gwyn melted into his arms. This was where she belonged. She sighed in relief that everything was according to plan. He had not moved on, at least, the other woman wasn't with him now. She felt almosty guilty for the thought! Her K'dyn move on? She could no find a new mate than he could! They were bound to each other, as tightly as any devoted married couple. "Oh, brownrider, feel me, hear my heart beating. It's all for you. I am real!"

Ortath, are they not cute? Mine has been miserable with out Yours. The green sat on the ledge, also glad to be with her favorite brown. Ortath was a large, fine brown, and she hadn't flown since he left. . . so he was still her clear favorite, and probably always would be.

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"Gwynhaver you shouldn't have risked yourself coming here but I am so glad that you did." He was still holding her but he had slackened his hold slightly. "Come inside, are you thirsty? hungry?" He wanted her to see that he had set up the weyr as much like it was back at Telgar as he could. K'dyn was not going to let her leave him now that she was with him again. He knew they would miss the children but the children were better off helping with Candidates for the future. He couldn't be upset that she was unable to bring them because she had brought herself and risked her life and Aurath's to do so.

"I can't get over the fact that you are here." He was smiling, a genuine smile and he felt every bit as good as the smile indicated. K'dyn was still in a bit of shock so he was not sure what he should be doing. He felt nervous, like any moment now she would disappear and he would be alone again.

Indeed. Mine hasn't been eating well.Which to a dragon would be a sign of illness. His heart was sick.Now that the ladies were back he had no doubt his rider's heart would be better and so would his appetite. The brown nuzzled the green gently. He did like having her around, she was rather chatty and upbeat which he found comforting.