Home Is Where You Are (Yassia) Jan 28, 2013 10:19:48 GMT -5
Post by Yassia Dyfrène de Ailantha on Jan 28, 2013 10:19:48 GMT -5
Even though he had done this a couple of times already, Yassia still relished in this one special moment shared between them after they got up. Due to a few twists in her life story and especially concerning her journey through Albion, Oliver might not be the first man doing this special act of tying the lace for her, even though no other man should even think of it, but at least he was the first and only one with the true meaning behind it. With a little, almost nostalgic smile, she remembered the times when the circumstances had made it necessary for a man’s hand to deal with her lacing. First, there had been Lorcan who had found her washed ashore in Albion, and who had nursed her back to health. She had felt unsure with that, but had been too ill to protest. Then there had been that incident with the young rascal named Gwaine who had saved her from being mistreated in that tavern. This night… it had taken much of her countenance, what with having to witness Gwaine’s shenanigans with their gracious hostess Linda. And then the next morning… she had cramped while trying to tie the lacing herself, and he had had to do it.
It all seemed so long ago, but Yassia still thought of these things regularly, since she knew they had shaped her into the woman she was now, and she had learned many lessons back then. It would do her good to remember all those people who had aided her on her way and had taught her one or the other thing about the real life. In hindsight, she sometimes thought all those little incidents had prepared her for Oliver somehow, to be the woman for him he loved. For the Yassia that had first left Ailantha might not have caught his interest at all, naïve and helpless as she had been then.
Leaning a little against his bare chest for a moment, she then let him do his wonderful work. Over the last few days he had become quite proficient in it, even though she still joked he was MORE versed in getting a woman OUT of her bodice. The meaning of this gesture was deeply routed into the Ailanthan culture, and she had no qualms with explaining it to him again. “Well… when you think about it, it is not that simple”, she pointed out, the smile audible in her voice. “Since when a man ties the lacing of a woman in the morning, that is an indication of him having UNtied it the previous night. And for that there is usually only one reason.” Yassia hadn’t thought she would ever talk so freely about these things, but Oliver had changed her in this aspect, too. “And in the ideal courtly world of Ailantha, the first man to ever touch a woman’s lacing is her husband. That’s the story behind it. It's like another vow between them, the following morning.”