Arundel wouldn't have been surprised if her gulp was audible as Rue handed off the expensive looking gown to her sister. Giving such trust to the child in dressing herself - it made her knees weak. But she managed to keep her lips clamped tightly shut. It was a monumental effort, and she waged war with the part of her that wanted to mother hen and wrestle Reed into the dress herself. Don't smother her. Don't smother her. Arundel chanted the mantra over and over to herself, until the youngster disappeared into a changing area. Her shoulders slumped in defeat. Gods have mercy on my coin purse.
She managed to compose herself when Rue turned back to her. They were alone now, and could talk at their leisure. The Drykas couldn't help but smile. "Don't worry, I have four brothers. I know all about survival." Her grin widened. "You're among like-minded women!" Laughing, she motioned to herself and the changing area where her sister had disappeared in to. "And I don't expect you to be a master on your first try," she soothed easily. "I'm not good myself. We will work on it together." Her eyes danced with amusement. "We'll be a force to be reckoned with. The men of our pavilions will have a lot to contend with if they step out of line by the time we're done training."
She smothered a laugh so she could hear her sister speaking up from the private area. "What?" Arundel asked. A muffled huff from Reed made her laugh. "Need help!" Unease prickled her scalp. Uh oh. "Let me come ge-," she started to say, but was cut off by her sister stumbling out of the changing room. It was worse and yet not as bad as she'd presumed. Arundel covered her mouth to keep from bursting into laughter. Her sister stood out in the open, half clothed. The dress was stuck over her head, and her arms stood straight up through the arm holes. The rest of her was naked except for her little undergarment bottoms. She was far too young to have a developed female figure, so their mother wasn't too strict about underclothes.
"Help!" she whined loudly, sounding close to tears. Arundel couldn't help it - she came unglued. Her loud laughter filled the pavilion as she made her way over to Reed. It took her a few tries - clumsy from mirth - but she managed to pull her sister's head through the neck hole. The look on Reed's face made her have to turn away. She covered her mouth to muffle the laughter, pleading at Rue with her eyes and pointing at the thoroughly embarrassed child. "Please," she managed between smothered giggles. "Help her, would you? I can't look at her like that I don't know why."
She managed to compose herself when Rue turned back to her. They were alone now, and could talk at their leisure. The Drykas couldn't help but smile. "Don't worry, I have four brothers. I know all about survival." Her grin widened. "You're among like-minded women!" Laughing, she motioned to herself and the changing area where her sister had disappeared in to. "And I don't expect you to be a master on your first try," she soothed easily. "I'm not good myself. We will work on it together." Her eyes danced with amusement. "We'll be a force to be reckoned with. The men of our pavilions will have a lot to contend with if they step out of line by the time we're done training."
She smothered a laugh so she could hear her sister speaking up from the private area. "What?" Arundel asked. A muffled huff from Reed made her laugh. "Need help!" Unease prickled her scalp. Uh oh. "Let me come ge-," she started to say, but was cut off by her sister stumbling out of the changing room. It was worse and yet not as bad as she'd presumed. Arundel covered her mouth to keep from bursting into laughter. Her sister stood out in the open, half clothed. The dress was stuck over her head, and her arms stood straight up through the arm holes. The rest of her was naked except for her little undergarment bottoms. She was far too young to have a developed female figure, so their mother wasn't too strict about underclothes.
"Help!" she whined loudly, sounding close to tears. Arundel couldn't help it - she came unglued. Her loud laughter filled the pavilion as she made her way over to Reed. It took her a few tries - clumsy from mirth - but she managed to pull her sister's head through the neck hole. The look on Reed's face made her have to turn away. She covered her mouth to muffle the laughter, pleading at Rue with her eyes and pointing at the thoroughly embarrassed child. "Please," she managed between smothered giggles. "Help her, would you? I can't look at her like that I don't know why."