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12.16.2012 , 06:44 PM |
@kabeone Coremi...you broke it again! It makes me so happy to see callbacks to minor elements of SWTOR quests. This is just delicious.
Lodestone: Loyalty and Betrayal.
Lots to do tomorrow. Take charge of Baras's Dromund Kaas offices; that seemed like a well-placed base of operations for the days to come. Home was too long a shuttle ride away from the action. Lots to do. Say hello to more than a few military officers over whom Baras had had power. Take Baras's Intelligence assets for a test drive before deciding whether to repatriate them to Wynston's people. Make a show of power for the Sith who had served him. In short, take charge of the power base whose master she had destroyed.
Find an obstetrician. There was a strange thought.
Wynston's breathing had slowed behind her, but she was never really sure if he was asleep. She thought back to the half-breath of hesitation he had let show before saying he could stay at her side for a while longer. Heartbreakingly tempting. She had seen hesitation like that before.
Wynston was different. Still, she wondered. The big goal, Baras, the one who had required a powerful coalition of interests to take down…he was dead. Now that that was accomplished, did Wynston's interests still coincide with hers?
Did he have any further use for her?
She suddenly wished she were better covered. There was always one obvious answer there; not enough to change his real plan, but enough to turn her into a commodity in the plan as it stood. It was the same thing that had been aching in the back of her mind for weeks. Everything, everything with Quinn felt cheap and dirty in hindsight. The easy takings he got on the job. The bonus thrown in on a transaction that had been kept hidden from her. At least with the boys on Korriban she had known the nature of the arrangement. She hated that she had wanted Quinn in a different way, hated that it had been, for blind months, better than she knew how to describe.
Hated that she wanted it again and she didn't know what her lover had over her.
Wynston and I both asked for this. He never put fake decorations on that point; we saw, we wanted, we took, and there's nothing wrong in it.
There's nothing wrong in it.
She sat up fast and shook off his hands to go find something to put on.
"Ruth?" he murmured.
She kept her back to him while she rifled through her old wardrobe in the dark. "Hush." She found a nightshirt and tugged it out.
He was stirring now. "If you're cold, darling, the covers are…" He started shuffling the blankets, which in fact had already all been covering her to some extent; as she pulled the shirt on and turned around she found him flip-folding one to double cover her side at his own expense.
"Yes," she said, relenting. "I'm a little cold."
"Come here." He moved to gather her in his arms but she shook her head and made him turn instead, then climbed in to hold him from behind. It was a little safer this way.
He seemed to sense something wrong in her insistence. "What can I do?" he pleaded.
"Keep your promises," she said quietly. "Now sleep."
As ever with him, the moment her thinking brain let go she felt unreservedly happy. Desire always met desire, but when he was with her it felt like more than that. She met him.
Guh! Worrying doesn't go away just because you want it to.
I'm thinking on another note that Ruth's household staff may be disappointed in their hopes of having a nice Niral around again. Many of these people have been with the family for years; they love and are loved. But they're no longer going to get to center on a near-recluse. Instead the girl-child is grown up and busy.
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