January 19, 2013

In Which Lettie Contemplates the Difference in Beliefs

November 2, 1180

If Lettie could rely on the testimonies of her in-laws, men in her husband's family rarely snored if they went to bed sober. Based on Searle himself, she could believe it. She'd never heard a thing in the earlier nights of their marriage, not even if the evening had been spent in celebratory revelry after a wedding or birthday party or holiday feast.

Since Alina's birth, however, she'd been forced to seek refuge in the room they'd been saving for Arkon if she wanted any wink of sleep. Now that Arkon was settled there, she'd claimed the largest guest chamber for her own and set up a makeshift nursery in the next room for the younger two. As fascinating a study of the effects of early sleep experiences she could have performed with the older two as a control, she didn't care to subject her own children to such dubiously ethical experiments. They already had enough stress in their young lives with the increasingly distant, increasingly inebriated father.

As for Lettie herself, that breaking point wasn't so far out of reach either. She hadn't gone into the marriage expecting love, but she had expected respect, and it wasn't unreasonable to demand that, not when she'd done nothing to deserve anything less. But to be fair, it wasn't as if anyone else was getting any more. "Thank you for helping me get him to bed."

Her brother-in-law nodded. "Figured it would be rude, bringing him all the way from the village and leaving you to deal with the aftermath."

"You still didn't have to." But a selfish corner of her heart was glad he had. At this point, she would have had no qualms about leaving Searle to pass out in the front room, but it was nice to have another adult in the house again, if only for a few minutes. Five-year-old Rennie was usually the most she could count on in that regard.

"I did, though. He's my baby brother." Odd that Searle got that term when Jadin had four other brothers, all younger than Searle, three of them still children even. Odd, but fitting. "Sorry that he's being stupid. He doesn't even like ale or wine or anything. He has to get drunk to appreciate drinking."

"But apparently the not feeling is worth it." If she got any satisfaction out of that, it was that making her miserable didn't make him happy.

"I don't know. The need for not feeling sounds like feeling to me." Jadin's hand hovered toward her, bridging the gap between them. She didn't reach back but didn't shy away when he took her hand. It had been far too long since another adult had paid her that gesture. "You deserve better than this. And he is better, really. He's just... lost a piece of himself."

Lost a piece of himself. God, that sounded corny. But it also sounded apt. "You can't substitute for that."

"And on his behalf, I apologize for his trying."

If only Searle would wake sober and apologize himself. He'd forgotten Rennie's birthday. He'd forgotten Alina's birthday, or at least as her birthday--he had remembered the day he'd lost Sparron for good, and he'd grieved by locking himself in the wine cellar. After Lettie had received news of her sister's death, it had been a week before he stopped needing reminders as to the reason behind her melancholy. He was better than that. She remembered him as better than that, and he wanted to be better than that--surely he must have?

Lettie was not a romantic. She did not believe that there was one perfect person for everybody. She did not believe that anyone needed to be 'completed' by some missing half. She barely believed in love beyond the natural functions and urges of the human body. She didn't believe any of it, but Searle did, and that was the problem. As far as Searle was concerned, he was broken.

And there was only one person who could fix him.

"You've already done enough, but do you think you could keep an eye on him for a while?" Jadin nodded, not even a blink to hint at questioning. Poor, stupid Searle had once been like that too. "I need to speak with someone."

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7 comments:

Van said...

Yay. Weekend.

*crash*

Anonymous said...

Are Searle and Sparron doomed to be in some kind of eternal seesaw? One goes up, the other goes down?

Still, I'm glad Lettie is taking matters into her own hands -- if anybody can help Searle, it's Sparron. I just hope he's responsive.

Van said...

Sadly, they probably are. :S

But yes, Lettie's putting her foot down and talking to Sparron about it is the best thing she can do, at least where her children and her own well-being are concerned. At this point, Sparron is the last hope of getting Searle to listen.

Winter said...

The sad thing is that if Lettie kicked him out of the castle the way I would, the fool probably wouldn't even notice. Sparron owes Lettie big time & forever, so I hope he comes through with at least an attempt.

I presume happiness is probably out of the question for Sparron & Searle, but it would be nice to see them both at least functional. Maybe it's too late for that, Pandora's box and all. It's just so sad that they're both the best and worst thing to happen to each other ever.

Van said...

If Lettie kicked Searle out, I'm sure his dad or one of his siblings would take him in. But yeah, it probably doesn't make much of a difference to Searle at this point. :S

As for Sparron... yeah, he definitely owes Lettie and he's never going to stop owing her. The least he could do is come and talk to Searle on a platonic level.

Good way of phrasing it. They are indeed both the best and worst thing to ever happen to each other! Poor boys. :(

Penelope said...

It surprises me that Sparron hasn't heard about Searle's condition through the grapevine by now, even with as removed as he is from all of humanity. Or maybe he has heard but he has not (up to this point) taken the rumors seriously? I think what Searle really needs is some tough love, and it has to come from Severin or Jadin. Sparron can comfort him, but Searle has to know how badly his family is hurting over his self-indulgent melancholy. I don't know what a person would do to get over alcoholism in 1180 Naroni though.

I get the weird feeling that Lettie wished Jadin had just left Searle there. :O

Van said...

It is kind of strange, since Sparron does on occasion see people who would be interacting with Searle fairly often. I'm guessing he assumed things were rough, but not that rough, and figured Searle would eventually have no choice but to get over it.

Searle could use some tough love. Severin has been kind of annoyed with him ever since the whole baby caper thing (we did hear about his frustrations on Rennie's birthday), but I think Searle is at that point in his life between when he absolutely has to listen to his parents and when he realizes it might be a good idea to do so. Jadin might be a better candidate then in that regard, but at the end of the day, he's a bit of a softie. :S

Some part of Lettie might very well wish that... :S