Who: Cairon belongs to Caro, Irmira belongs to Prissy
Where: Irmira's Quarters at Hilltop Hold
When: Cairon is an Ass concerned uncle and comes to see Irmira
What: Cairon "cautions" Irmira on her warning and to be more careful, Irmira grows exceedingly concerned for her family and herself given cairon and Oprierd.
Irmira sat doing some cross stitching in bed, the healer's had told her that she was to stay in bed. She had done her best even after her husband's visits, she hated when he came in and saw her as nothing but a spawn carrier. He was concerned or at least acted like it, he never really showed her his emotions and she was having to rely on her fyxi to help her care for her son thankfully he was sturdy enough to be carried ina fyxi's mouth. She smiled as Pelxo brought the babe over and she began to nurse her son, at least until a guard outside grumbled. "Steward Cairon has come for a visit my Lady." He called through the door waiting for her consent, "Show him in!" She called as she sat up a bit more and tried to look less dishevled than she was, at four months pregnant she looked closer to six.
Cairon followed the guard to Irmira's quarters--a letter had come to his attention of late that raised certain...concerns...and a visit to Hilltop had seemed the most efficient way to deal with them, before matters grew dire. He waited outside until he heard her voice then stepped through the door with his head held high and a benevolent smile as befitted an uncle come to visit his poor, pregnant niece. "Lady Irmira," he said pleasantly as he bowed, "I heard you were expecting again and I thought you might appreciate some company." A quick glance confirmed that Irmira was, indeed, extremely pregnant, especially considering the stage at which she found herself, and it did not require much pretense to look sympathetic. "Your father sends his best, by the way. How are you?"
Irmira smiled gently at her uncle and knew that he'd gotten the letter rather than her father, that alarmed and worried her but she smiled still. "Steward Cairon." She inclined her head ever so slightly the moment the door shut she smiled genuinely. "It is is good to see you Uncle." She said as she looked at him, then saw the look of concern which made her grin wryly, "I fair well." She said softly as her son adjusted slightly. "Miopra grows at a steady rate and my newest babes are developing, the healers say that there are nine of them in there." Irmira told him then looked down, "They say that there's two father's..." Irmira murmured then adjusted and burped her son as she kept her gaze on Cairon.
Cairon stopped an appropriate distance from the bed where she lay and laced his hands behind his back, watching her closely. For all that she seemed helpless now, this was a woman who had managed to penetrate Oprierd's precautions to piece together at least some of what he was planning and bold enough to contact her father. It was just lucky for them that Cairon made a point of sorting through all Skullstones messages to determine what was important enough to pass on to the Holder and what he could deal with on his own. "I am glad to hear that," he said, still genial. "I am aware that multiple births seem to run in the family, but I believe that is a new record. I hope your husband has good Healers on hand to take care of you as you deserve." His lips thinned a moment at the mention of the two fathers, but he did not probe, instead filing the information away. "And Lord Oprierd how is he? This must be a trying time for you both."
Irmira smiled gently at him but she was fully aware he was a schemer like her husband which made her cautious. "Yes he has some of the best healers, both magical and not on hand every time I squeal wrong one of my bond net is off to get a healer." She said softly as she smiled at her uncle. "My Lord is doing well, at least when I see him he is doing well. He doesn't often visit." She told him as she put a gentle hand on her stomach then looked at her uncle once she was done with her son being burped she set him on a blanket next to her, the babe was five months along. He looked at Cairon and smiled, then waved his arms at his uncle. "I think he wants to see you." She murmured as she covered up fully and held the boy up to his uncle.
Cairon hesitated only a moment before accepting Miopra from his mother. It seemed like a long time since he'd held an infant even though his own youngest was, if he allowed himself to consider Gena's final offspring, only several months older than this one, but time was a tricky thing--his eldest was recently betrothed, after all. "How can I say no to that?" he said, taking him with practiced hands. "He's a handsome lad. Must take after his mother." Bouncing Miopra lightly, he added, "It must be tedious to be here on your own so much." How to gauge how much she actually knew without revealing his own role? She did not seem overtly suspicious but that meant little. Any Holder worth their title could control how much they revealed to the rest of the world and he was beginning to suspect that Irmira was very good indeed.
Irmira smiled gently at him and watched him with her son, Miopra cooed slightly to him and smiled happily. "He is indeed, though he inherited his father's hair. It's so difficult even now that there's only a bit of fuzz." She said ith maternal pride as she watched she knew this was more than a social call. "It is but it is my lot as the Lady of Hilltop Hold." She told him then looked out the window, "I take it you received my letter? Is that why you are visiting?" Irmira asked softly.
Gently shifting Miopra up to cradle against his shoulder, Cairon said, "I imagine it will only get worse with time if it is that much like his father's. Hopefully your next offspring's hair will be more obliging." And now they were getting to the heart of this call. Cairon would have continued to dance around it until he could steer the conversation discreetly but this was much easier. "Can't an uncle wish to visit his niece? It has been far too long," he drawled, smile growing sharp around the edges. "We did receive a letter from you recently, though--I was concerned that your isolation here might have led to some inventions. If there is any truth, of course, Skullstones needs to know."
Irmira smiled as she watched her uncle and her son despite the relative peace and calm of the situation there was a current of agitation in her own mind. "Hopefully." She murmured softly as she looked at him then his words had her smiling pleasantly but it was clear she was hiding her real feelings. "Not you, your not known for being overly attached to your kin." She told him softly, "There are many truths in that letter if you can find them." She told him simply. "Besides there is nothing that Skullstones can do for me now, I am bound to my husband and his hold by our laws." She added softly then looked away as she put a hand on her very swollen stomach.
His very carefully bland smile did not waver at all. He had Turns of practice at this kind of thing, after all, and regardless of Irmira's surprising perceptiveness he would not be disconcerted. Cairon scoffed, "Just because I do not show it the way some do does not mean I feel nothing for my family." His touch, still shifting Miopra as the child fussed, was soft despite the growing tension. "I am sure you believe them to be truths, in any case," he said mildly, "so they will be taken seriously. Regardless of what Skullstones can do for you, the effects may be...far-reaching, to say the least. But of course, as you say, your allegiance is now to your husband." He watched her closely as he spoke.
Irmira smiled as she watched her son her eyes never leaving him, "You should try to show it a little bit." She murmured softly. "I know they are truths, especially his healer friend as his healer friend is the other father." She told him simply softly then sighed as she looked at her stomach, "Oprierd knows the truth, he has agreed to keep the children and raise them as his own." Irmira muttered. "The effects would only be far reaching if we do nothing now."
Cairon sniffed dismissively, adjusting Miopra's weight. None of these people understood a thing about duty, clearly--if it had been easy he would have had plenty of time to frolic around bestowing love upon his offspring but the world was a difficult place, as they would undoubtedly learn. It took him a moment to register her meaning about the other father and when he did, he looked at the great swell of her stomach with new interest. "I hope that has not made things difficult with your husband," he said eventually. "I understand he can be a complicated man..." A complicated man whose plans reached farther than even Cairon fully knew. "You have taken a great risk in confiding your concerns in something so easily traced as a letter, you know. What if he had intercepted it?"
Irmira sighed and looked away, "He has sort of not really shown how he feels as yet." She said to him then down at her stomach with growing concern, "I have taken no teas or any food sent by him unless I've had it tested by my own poison testers." She murmured softly as she looked at him with a tight smile. "I sent it to Skullstones with a secure messenger, I did not worry about my lord husband finding it." She said to him then as she spoke her tone showing some of her concern Miopra heard it and whined in Cairon's arms squirming a bith flailing his arms.
If Oprierd had not shown how he felt, then there was a chance that he did not know about Irmira's indiscretion--at least, not in regards to the letter, since she had stated clearly that he knew about the children by his favoured Healer. "That is always sensible when you are in a position of responsibility." He nodded but there was something almost like a note of warning in his voice when he spoke next--against himself, or against Oprierd? There is no such thing as a secure messenger," Cairon added matter-of-factly, arms tightening around Miopra as he bounced him up and down. "Anybody can be bought, anybody can be a source of danger. It is a lesson you ought to learn early."
Irmira sighed and looked at her uncle with worry in her eyes and growing alarm, she would need to be more careful. Perhaps she'd practice her telepathy till she could reach her father, she needed to prove that she was in danger and that was the only way she could. Also the fact that Cairon is a danger too, he was clearly as much a threat as Oprierd. "Of course...Uncle." She said softly as she watched her son with concern, he was agitated ans she wasn't sure why. Miopra started to calm but his hands were still tightly closed and his face screwed up like he was ready to scream. "Danger can come from anywhere." She whispered.
Cairon watched her watching him intently--her expression was concerned, as it should be. He would have preferred it if none of their family were anywhere near Hilltop for the foreseeable future but some things were unavoidable and would have to be dealt with as they came. If she was sensible, she would not try to undermine Oprierd, not when it could bring her so much power. "Very good, my dear. I would hate for something to happen to you." He patted Miopra on the back in tense silence for a moment, recognizing the signs of an imminent melt-down then passed him back to his mother with a bland smile. "I know you are a wise young woman. Now, I am sure you must be tired and I have monopolized enough of your time."
Irmira took her son back when Cairon offered him, "I know you would uncle." Even as she said the words she tasted bile in her mouth. He was causing the same worries and concerns that Oprierd did whenever he spoke to her. "I will do my best to prove you correct." She muttered to him and started to calm her son who nuzzled into her chest and cooed. "Yes I am Uncle, thank you for your concerns and your words of wisdom and the visit, it was nice to see a member of the family." She said softly as she watched him and focused on caring for her son.
Cairon concealed his relief as she took Miopra back before the explosion could occur, dusting his hands off on his trousers as he withdrew. He liked infants well enough when they were quiet, tidy, and well-behaved--the rest of the time (the majority of the time) he preferred them at a distance. "I am glad to hear that," he said mildly, "with this new position you must take care--all eyes will be on you and your husband. But I am sure you do not need me to tell you that." He took another step back and bowed deeply, as befitted a Lady Holder. "I will convey your news to your father." With that, Cairon pivoted on his heel and left the room, disturbed. Irmira knew more than she should and he hoped she would take his words to heart, since even he believed it would be a pity if Oprierd had to deal with her.
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