in this house we love relpda from the rain wild chronicles

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in this house we love relpda from the rain wild chronicles
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵
𝘎𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭
"We fought. I hit him with the hatchet."
"And I ate him." There was satisfaction in Relpda's quiet rumble.
The copper distracted Carson completely from what Sedric had said. His head swiveled to face her. "You ate him? You ate Jess?" He was incredulous.
"It's what dragons do," she replied defensively. Sedric's own words, coming out of her mouth.
Sedric found himself justifying it. "Jess wanted me to help him trick her into keeping still while he killed her. I wouldn't. So he stabbed her with a spear and then came after me. Carson, he was going to kill her and cut her up and sell her. And he didn't care if he had to kill me first to do it."
The hunter's head swiveled back to regard Sedric skeptically. His eyes wandered over Sedric, his bruised face and battered condition, assigning new meaning to what he saw. Sedric felt his muscles tighten as he faced that gaze, fearing that soon it would turn to judgment and condemnation. Instead, he saw disbelief slowly become admiring amazement.
"Jess was one of the nastiest fellows I'd ever had to work alongside. He had a reputation for being a dirty fighter, the kind who didn't stop even after the other fellow was willing to give in. And you stood up to him for your dragon?" He glanced over at Relpda. Nothing remained of the elk carcass. She'd eaten it all.
"I had to," Sedric said quietly.
"And you won?"
Sedric just looked at him. "I'm not sure I'd describe it as winning."
The comment surprised a guffaw out of Carson. Then Relpda intruded.
"And I ate him. Sedric fed him to me." She seemed to savor the memory.
Dragon Haven, by Robin Hobb (Rain Wild Chronicles #2)
Can you feel it when I care about you?
Sometimes. Her reply was guarded. I know it’s not real, sometimes. But kind words, pretty words, feel good even if not real. Like remembering food when hungry.
—Robin Hobb, Dragon Haven
Help me! Slipping. Help. Not do wood, Help ME!
‘I’m trying to. I’m building something for you, something you can get onto.’
Anger made her thrash both tails and wings, nearly knocking him into the water. ‘Help now! Build later!’
‘Relpda, I have to build first, then help.’
‘NO!’
- Dragon Haven (Rain Wild Chronicles) by Robin Hobb
I love them! My favourite dragon and keeper interactions.
i started reading the realm of the elderlings books months ago and i love??? them all???? so much????? i’m about halfway through the rain wilds chronicles now so have my fav dragon + fav serpent
She swam with all her energy now, but it would avail her nothing. No hope for her and very little for him.
Not save me?
"We'll try. I don't know how, but we'll try."
For an extended moment, he felt her absence from his mind. He became aware of how his skin stung, how her teeth dug into him. His aching muscles shrieked at him, and cold both numbed and burned him. Then she came back, bringing her warmth and pushing his misery aside.
Can save you, she announced.
Affection he could feel enfolded him. Why? he wondered. Why did she care about him?
Less lonely. You make sense of world. Talk to me. Her warmth wrapped him.
Sedric drew breath. All his life, he'd been aware that people loved him. His parents loved him. Hest had loved him, he thought. Alise did. He'd known of love and accepted that it existed for him. But never before had he actually felt love as a physical sensation that emanated from another creature and warmed and comforted him. It was incredible. A slow thought came to him.
Can you feel it when I care about you?
Sometimes. Her reply was guarded. I know it's not real, sometimes. But kind words, pretty words, feel good even if not real. Like remembering food when hungry.
Sudden shame flooded him. He took a slow breath and opened his gratitude to her. He let his thanks flow out of him, that she forgave him for taking her blood, that she had saved him, that she would continue to struggle on his behalf when he could not offer her definite hope of sanctuary.
As if he had poured oil on a fire, her warmth and regard for him grew. He actually felt his body physically warm, and suddenly her dogged one-two, one-two paddling grew stronger. Together they just might survive. Both of them.
For the first time in many years, he closed his eyes and breathed a heartfelt prayer to Sa.
Dragon Haven, by Robin Hobb (Rain Wild Chronicles #2)
Relpda is flying over Kelsingra!🤎🤎🤎