#rivervale_lodge

On the deck of the Kestrel, music is blaring loudly, P!NK's 'who knew' is playing. Siv is feeling the pain of her break up.

"It must have been love, but it's over now. / It must have been good, but I lost it somehow / It must have been love, but it's over now. / From the moment we touched till the time had run out." Oh she's moved to Roxette

It's Sylvi who eventually follows the sound to the boathouse.

Siv's got a good voice, not Tove good, but good. And boy is she bringing the hearbreak

Sylvi can see her lodge sister laying on the deck, flat on her back, and despite the sunshine looking like she's been to a hanging of a loved one.

Sylvi gives a half-grin and climbs up on the deck. "Wow, sometimes it's just so hard to figure out how you're feeling," she teases gently.

Siv actually chuckles "Don't make me laugh, I'm miserable and it gets confusing when I laugh" but she sits up "Sorry, was I too loud?"

"It is kind of blaring," Sylvi says apologetically. "It would be worse if you couldn't sing."

"Ah, " She turns it down, "Sorry. I guess I was shouting out to the heavens"

She drops down to sit cross-legged next to Siv. "I get it. So...what happened?"

"We broke up. He...he wanted me to live with him in Hibernia. And.. I was SO tempted but..." She shakes her head "But no.. I want to travel. I want to see the world but I am not ready to move my homeport. I could sail across the world, but I'd come back here. It's just.." A sigh "His duty to his family pulled him away, and ... well, while my duty kept me here, it's more than that. HIbernia isn't my dream. I feel so selfish saying it, but others tell me I am not a prize nor trophy and.. I know they're right. Doesn't stop hurting though. Doesn't stop me from... what if he was the ONE and I threw him away?"

Sylvi listens, then looks off for a minute before she answers. "I don't know. I don't know it works, the whole 'the ONE' stuff. But...well...I guess, if he is 'the ONE' then the Dreaming's going to make sure you two find each other again...and it'll either be wonderful or tragic or both." A sigh. "Sorry, I don't think I'm helping. I guess...I just mean that...maybe knowing so soon who 'the ONE' is would be too easy, or something."

"maybe" Siv says

"Do you think you might go visit him in Hibernia? No promises, just a visit?"

"Yeah. I thought about it. But.. not soon I need... I don't need the temptation." She says "I guess I'm the weak member of the king family" sigh "Scared of not being able to say no to a fabulous pair of sidhe lips"

"Pffft, um, so not weak. I mean, that's kind of what sidhe are made to make you feel."

Then a curious look. "What's it like? Kissing a sidhe?"

She laughs "I've only kissed two. " a sigh "But...even if your eyes are closed, it's kind of like ... " A deep breath.

"It's like spinning into the sun, but you welcome the burn and crash"

Sylvi listens, then looks up to blink at the sun for a moment. "Huh. Wow." Then she looks back at Siv. "Dangerous."

"Show me a girl who doesn't like dangerous now and then?" A raised brow

"I know about Bancroft...who was the other one?"

"And yeah, guilty there."

"Well.. actually, there were three" She admits

"Yeah?" Sylvi smiles and lies on her stomach on the deck, chin propped on hands. "Spill."

"Nosy are we?" Siv smirks, then she says "Well, you know I was undercover recently right?"

"Yeah. I hear you looked really...well...let's say 'badass.'"

"Thanks" SHe says "But I could do without the rose tatt. So glad that's gone... also I had this jaw thing that was over done" Siv says "Well, while I was Angrygyn, a Leanhaun tried to seduce me. He was.. a pretty good kisser."

Sylvi stares. "You...kissed a Leanhaun?"

"Do.not.tell.dad." FIrm "And he kissed me , actually.. but ..yes i kissed him back. I was under cover"

Her tone would be the same if she had said You kissed a Nazi?

A look of disgust. "That's...." A shudder. "I don't think I'd be able to do that. Like...not push him away or something."

"If it helps, later I knocked a tooth out of his mouth with a punch" She crosses her arms feeling judged.

"That definitely helps." She nods. "Sorry, Siv, it's just...ugh." A shudder.

"Fine fine.. but if he laid lips on you you might have done the same, ESPECIALLY if breaking your cover would get you killed or captured. He tried for more.. but no way to that"

"SERIOUSLY." Sylvi nods vehemently. "That would be a hard No."

"Wait, okay, so...there's Bancroft, and then the Leanhaun...who else?"

"You know, I have a right to ask all the names of those YOu've kissed after this right?" A brow raise

She shrugs. "It's a pretty short list. I'm only asking about the sidhe you've kissed, remember? I know you've kissed a lot more...like that satyr in the woods your first Beltaine here?"

"Voyeur!" She accuses

"No way! I didn't see anything, and I wasn't even sure, but you just confirmed it." Sylvi looks smug.

"So, who was the third sidhe?"

A huff, "Fine fine.. the third was also the first.. that is, before Bancroft. Okay? "

"Right, okay..."

"Well, he was GORGEOUS, of course, Sunlight and blue sky manifest right? I mean... his gaze felt like the sun above drinking you in, heating you up. And we were visiting Hemlock's hold..m other had work, and I was to 'wait'..."

"And I hear this sound... and someone going "We could use more girls" and... I got nosy. And... the lack luster truth of it all? THere was a party... some young wilders were doing a truth or dare."

"Being a young wilder myself, I got invited in. Now mom did NOT know about this... "

"And dad sure didn't..."

Sylvi is focused on her every word. "I never got invited to a party like that at Caer Falken." A bit jealous.

"Not that I'd want to...." she backpedals.