This follows on from Legacy 14.

“As I said,” repeated Thiwada, “they’re nothing to do with me. If they chose to run away from the perfectly adequate arrangements I was prepared to make for them from the goodness of my heart-”

“You said that I was lucky there were still people prepared to pay for good breeding stock,” interrupted blonde-haired ( Read more... )

And this follows on from Legacy 13.

Gulda’s house, now Thiwada’s, looked like every other one in the street. The walls were white washed, the roofs were wooden shingles weathered silver, and every one had a small porch letting onto the street which, given the overhang from the balcony above, was probably more about not getting wet as soon as you ( Read more... )

This follows Legacy 12.

Hakapa and Tizanna arrived separately shortly after breakfast. Fortunately for Baranyi’s self-esteem she had the kitchen cleaned up before they arrived because she was certain that the older woman could tell the state of her housekeeping by merely stepping over the threshold.

In contrast to Tizanna’s quiet absorption of ( Read more... )

Following on from Legacy 11 we have a little domesticity.Baranyi woke once in the night. She checked on the girls, stood outside Buldaveho’s door for a few minutes telling herself that she didn’t need to check on him, and then took herself back to bed. Her guest wasn’t, she reminded herself, an ill elderly man like her father who’d needed careful ( Read more... )

This follows on from Legacy 10. As always, I would suggest that you read the webserials of Edally Academy by aldersprig - this series is a fanfic of that world.

It was Tizanna who turned up with the spare clothes from Hakapa for Buldaveho to borrow. “Hakapa’s wife looked these out for Buldaveho to borrow,” she said briskly with an underlying chuckle. “ ( Read more... )

This follows on from Legacy 9.

It was over an hour before Buldaveho came back, looking shaken and worried, and accompanied by their mutual landlord, Hakapa. “It was my place that was on fire,” Buldaveho said tiredly as he stood on Baranyi’s doorstep. The rain had stopped so the two men weren’t getting any wetter by staying out there. “ ( Read more... )

This follows on from Legacy 8.

“She’s right,” Buldaveho said firmly. “You two and your things are going to be very wet, very soon, if you stay here.”

“But we don’t know her,” the blonde girl told him.

“And we only know you to see,” added the dark haired one.

“And the water’s rising,” put in Baranyi casting a look the flood being created by too much ( Read more... )

This follows on from Legacy 7 and continues my happy little fanfic wanderings in aldersprig's world which includes her Edally Academy serials.

What Baranyi did was to start paying particular attention to where and when she saw the two girls in question. She confirmed her suspicions that they must either be being turned out of doors as soon as it was light ( Read more... )

This follows on from Legacy 6.

Buldaveho continued walking Baranyi home every few days for the next several weeks. They seemed to meet unexpectedly when out around the town too, and did a little of their separate domestic shopping together. Baranyi knew that Tizanna and Mira gossiped about them to all their friends, not just each other, but the ( Read more... )

This follows on from Legacy 5. The Calenyena and Bitrani words for green come from aldersprig's post Lexember Day 29: Colors.

As always in this world, aldersprig has the last word on the canonicity of anything.

The next time he came over to her when he’d finished work on his boat he asked, “So, what did your friends say?”

She kept painting but a dimple developed ( Read more... )