#earthrunes

"I worry about that," She says "he says he understands my body is my body... but..." A sigh "One can understand in the head and not in the heart. "

A sigh. "Yes. It may be easier for him to agree to it in theory than to see it in fact, and more difficult yet to participate."

"I know some Fiona are monogomaous, even a few celebates... though no way could I do that. Sorry. I love... well, the celebration of life... and if I loved a man and he me it seems unnatural not to share the whole of myself with him.." Wistful "Jonas is a good troll. Stoic. Dedicated. Dutiful. Oh, a bit fancier in the word play though he does it less.. he's honorable and would die for a righteous cause. "

"And I admire him for it, maybe envy qualities he handles easily that I don't see in myself." A frown "I don't want to lose him i n order to become a Fiona. And furhter, not sure I'd be worthy of being a Fiona if I traded him so eeasily for it"

Coradel gives her a curious look. "Captain...you sound like you're trying to talk yourself into or out of something."

"Do I?" She says surprised "Wish I knew which if so. I want to be Fiona, Baroness. But I knwo it is not something someone just demands. "

"No, it sounds more like...like you are describing the reasons you either feel obliged to stay with Jonas, or obliged to abandon your own pleasure."

She laughs

It just bubbles out in an escape.

"Well, apparently I'm hilarious," she says with an amused tone.

"No no.. at least not intentionally so," Siv shakes her head "Ye see, Baroness... I want it ALL... I want that one special man sworn to and me sworn to him... the bond that is no chain, I want his mouth upon me and his ear open to me. I want to be an adventurer bold, brazen and brave and beautiful. I want to right wrongs, fight the good fight, make my folks proud, while carving out a legend. I want to fight for love, the love of others as well as meself. I want it all, Baroness. I want hearth and home and family, and wave and wind. I want Jonas, and the Silver Lion. Obliged? Nay, my claws are in him out of selfishness, not obligation... he's mine and he may bed a dozen women.. I a dozen men, I want him to be mine and me his. " A chuckle.

Coradel's eyes twinkle with something like pride. "Very, very well said."

"Oh, aye, tis a epic poem of how gluttonous I can be. "

"Not gluttonous! Enthusiastic sounds far more pleasant."

"I would LOVE to be enthused" She says "Oh, he's nobly tried to let me off the hook... and I promptly pulled him to bed and he withdrew the suggestion. "

"Ha! Well, good for you. There's a good chance you'll have some pain in front of you, Captain, as you try to manage your separate needs...but have faith that it can be done."

"Living proof of that you are," She says "May I ask ye a bit of a cheat of a question myself?"

"Fire away."

"How... close am I to being a Fiona? I mean, do I need to go kill an evil sorcereress or somewhat?"

A mischievous grin from Coradel. "I said you could ask. Never said I'd answer."

"I figured" She sighs "Patience is a virtue I'm told. "

"Some virtues I was happy to lose" A smirk

"Oh, I absolutely despised my fosterage, Captain. I chafed at the bit fiercely. I understand."

"Aye, but I'm not unsained. I have no need of full fostering... so that's what makes it so hard to place. I've read tales of folks who were knighted and inducted with one swift bold action. And I fear the idea of being a grump by the time I finally get accepted"

"Yes, I believe I whined a bit, myself, in your position...." Coradel says airily, then shoots another mischievous look at Siv.

"Fft, probably with a prettier pout no doubt. Can ye blame a girl? Who would have thought House Fiona would be ALL foreplay?" A tease back

"Oh, but foreplay is such fun. And some of us enjoy outright torment," she adds as they meander down the hall.

A laugh and a talk that turns to highboots of all things...

(End scene)