Weyr Life Drabbles: Prompt word #56: "Breakfast"
"Another cold night?"
F'ren nods.
Julan smiles warmly, and hands him the expected mug of Klah. Strong, not too bitter, though not sweet enough for her own tastes. She's served him enough breakfasts to know what he wants, and it pays to keep the bronzeriders happy.
Julan doesn't know how much longer she can stand it, watching Linnebith mature, waiting for her or Kiath to clutch another daughter. F'ren is preoccupied today, but he's her best chance not to be forgotten, not to miss out on a second chance here, or in another Weyr.
She won't serve riders' breakfasts forever.
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