12-30-2021, 06:56 PM
Gwen smiled when he agreed with her name choice. Not many people had agreed with it, thinking that - had it been a boy - he should have been named for the father who had already passed away. She had had other ideas, though, not wanting something ordinary. Fortunately for argument's sake, she'd had a beautiful little girl. Most people didn't argue much about girl's names and thus, she was given free reign to give her daughter the name Loraine after a friend she'd had in her childhood but who had gone away.
She beamed when he told her that she had gotten the question right. There was a first time for everything, she supposed, and it was definitely a blessing that the one time she needed to get it right that she did. Not that it would matter to this man...Sir Raine (she corrected herself mentally) whether she got it right or wrong. She was not his student and he would not fail or pass her depending on her answer. But still, she was proud that she remembered at least one thing that connected them together.
Not that they could be connected together! Nooo, they were just two people who happened to work for...
Suddenly, Gwen realized he was stepping away from her and her smiled drooped just slightly, even though it was for the best and proper reasons. He quickly took blame for the overstep but she found that she did not mind nearly as much as she should.
"Oh," she said softly, understanding the tone when he admitted that no one much listened to him when he talked about his subject of interest. She knew the feeling all too well. Whenever she went on about her help with the villagers, her family would just sort of nod but only her mother would listen without her eyes glazing over. And that was just so that she could remind Gwen at the end that she needed to be more careful with herself - who saw her doing what. While her mother was indulgent of her do-gooding, she wasn't overly fond of her daughter riding alone across the countryside to do it.
"It is fine, Sir Raine. You were simply make certain I had knowledge that is quite useful when out in the world." She reassured him softly. "You were simply doing your due diligence, passing on your passion to those who can use the information. You shall make quite the good teacher," she said softly. Hopefully his students would be just as attentive as she was right now. Though a few of the older girls might miss some of it just because they were so caught up in watching him and miss half of what he was saying.
She should go - she should leave him to his fresh air and go back to her rooms and scold herself for behaving so wrongly. And yet... "I do find your topic fascinating, I just haven't the eyes for it I am afraid. It is so difficult for me to pick pictures out of such a grand canvas." She quickly explained. "Who taught you?"
She beamed when he told her that she had gotten the question right. There was a first time for everything, she supposed, and it was definitely a blessing that the one time she needed to get it right that she did. Not that it would matter to this man...Sir Raine (she corrected herself mentally) whether she got it right or wrong. She was not his student and he would not fail or pass her depending on her answer. But still, she was proud that she remembered at least one thing that connected them together.
Not that they could be connected together! Nooo, they were just two people who happened to work for...
Suddenly, Gwen realized he was stepping away from her and her smiled drooped just slightly, even though it was for the best and proper reasons. He quickly took blame for the overstep but she found that she did not mind nearly as much as she should.
"Oh," she said softly, understanding the tone when he admitted that no one much listened to him when he talked about his subject of interest. She knew the feeling all too well. Whenever she went on about her help with the villagers, her family would just sort of nod but only her mother would listen without her eyes glazing over. And that was just so that she could remind Gwen at the end that she needed to be more careful with herself - who saw her doing what. While her mother was indulgent of her do-gooding, she wasn't overly fond of her daughter riding alone across the countryside to do it.
"It is fine, Sir Raine. You were simply make certain I had knowledge that is quite useful when out in the world." She reassured him softly. "You were simply doing your due diligence, passing on your passion to those who can use the information. You shall make quite the good teacher," she said softly. Hopefully his students would be just as attentive as she was right now. Though a few of the older girls might miss some of it just because they were so caught up in watching him and miss half of what he was saying.
She should go - she should leave him to his fresh air and go back to her rooms and scold herself for behaving so wrongly. And yet... "I do find your topic fascinating, I just haven't the eyes for it I am afraid. It is so difficult for me to pick pictures out of such a grand canvas." She quickly explained. "Who taught you?"
