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littlemanpoet · 02-08-2016, 08:29 PM

Rowenna knew what Saeryn meant. Which meant that she was part of the problem. She straightened and looked directly in Saeryn's eyes.

"I did not see you out in the trenches, digging. Your protective husband excused you from such dirty and wearying work so we'd have food and drink. Well and good for you and us. Meanwhile, I worked as hard as any man and I deserve to eat and not serve."

The Eorl''s lady's eyes went wide and outraged and all afire. All the better. Rowenna allowed a menacing smile on her own face.

"Or are you upset about something other than your words suggest?"

Folwren · 02-08-2016, 08:52 PM

Saeryn didn’t know what she meant by her last words, but her previous ones were enough to answer.

“You know well, and as you said just now yourself, that had I gone out, there would be no supper for anyone – man or woman. You also know that Eodwine would ask of no woman what he would not ask of me.” She paused and drew breath. Something hard and painful lodged in her stomach, and she was not as hungry as she had been before. She was angry – angrier than was right for the situation. Her eyes snapped sparks as she glared down at Rowenna, but she did not speak the words that rose immediately to her mind – that an ungrateful shrew had no place here at the hall, and that perhaps she had better find another place where men would treat a discarded, used jade like her as well as they did here.

“People must be fed,” she said, at last. “And if you are too tired to do so, you should just have said so. I have plenty of helpers.” She reached across to a plate on her tray and set it down before Scyld. Then with the same hand, she pushed the plate they had been sharing to Rowenna’s place.

“Eat,” she said, her voice short and clipped. “Enjoy your supper.”

She turned away, trembling with constrained fury.

Firefoot · 02-09-2016, 12:31 PM

"Yes, I'm Cerwyn," she said. There was a flurry of introductions at the table and she thought she'd be lucky to remember a quarter of the names.

She set a bowl of soup down in front of Javan. "Are we very close to the Entwash here?" she asked, hoping he didn't think her rude for overhearing the last part of their conversation. "Where would we go if it flooded? The road is already terrible."

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02-08-2016, 08:29 PM	#1
littlemanpoet Itinerant Songster Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: The Edge of Faerie Posts: 7,066	Rowenna knew what Saeryn meant. Which meant that she was part of the problem. She straightened and looked directly in Saeryn's eyes. "I did not see you out in the trenches, digging. Your protective husband excused you from such dirty and wearying work so we'd have food and drink. Well and good for you and us. Meanwhile, I worked as hard as any man and I deserve to eat and not serve." The Eorl''s lady's eyes went wide and outraged and all afire. All the better. Rowenna allowed a menacing smile on her own face. "Or are you upset about something other than your words suggest?"

02-08-2016, 08:52 PM	#2
Folwren Messenger of Hope Join Date: Jun 2005 Location: In a tiny, insignificant little town in one of the many States. Posts: 5,076	Saeryn didn’t know what she meant by her last words, but her previous ones were enough to answer. “You know well, and as you said just now yourself, that had I gone out, there would be no supper for anyone – man or woman. You also know that Eodwine would ask of no woman what he would not ask of me.” She paused and drew breath. Something hard and painful lodged in her stomach, and she was not as hungry as she had been before. She was angry – angrier than was right for the situation. Her eyes snapped sparks as she glared down at Rowenna, but she did not speak the words that rose immediately to her mind – that an ungrateful shrew had no place here at the hall, and that perhaps she had better find another place where men would treat a discarded, used jade like her as well as they did here. “People must be fed,” she said, at last. “And if you are too tired to do so, you should just have said so. I have plenty of helpers.” She reached across to a plate on her tray and set it down before Scyld. Then with the same hand, she pushed the plate they had been sharing to Rowenna’s place. “Eat,” she said, her voice short and clipped. “Enjoy your supper.” She turned away, trembling with constrained fury.

02-09-2016, 12:31 PM	#3
Firefoot Illusionary Holbytla Join Date: Dec 2003 Posts: 7,547	"Yes, I'm Cerwyn," she said. There was a flurry of introductions at the table and she thought she'd be lucky to remember a quarter of the names. She set a bowl of soup down in front of Javan. "Are we very close to the Entwash here?" she asked, hoping he didn't think her rude for overhearing the last part of their conversation. "Where would we go if it flooded? The road is already terrible."