Matchmaker

Writers: Len, Paula
Date Posted: 20th August 2011

Characters: Keayd, Sacily, Kedritt
Description: Keayd's sister-in-law, Sacily, tries to play matchmaker
Location: Vintner Hall
Date: month 3, day 8 of Turn 6

"What you need, my dear, is a wife."

Sacily nodded as she spoke those words to her brother-in-law. He was
well past the age to marry, and she knew he was the perfect match for
more than a few lucky girls out there. She picked up the torn shirt
she was mending to study the tiny stitches, keeping one eye on his
reaction.

"Yeah, I know," Keayd grunted, bouncing his little niece on his knee.
"The problem is that no woman is giving me a second glance and if they
do, it's the fathers rejecting me outright," he sighed, remembering
one particularly humiliating case when the previous Hallsecond had
tried to make a match for him.

Keayd had came to visit his brother and his family in their little
cothold. He enjoyed these quiet evenings with them. They eased the
loneliness he often felt in the bustling craft hall. Friends were not a
replacement for the family.

"Well, they's the fool then." Sacily clamped her mouth tightly
together at the mention of the close-mindedness that surrounded them.
Not to be deterred by that, she added, "there are them about, but
there's also some lovely girls that are, perhaps, not the 'ideal' as
well that would make perfectly fine wives."

"What do you mean?" Key asked and stopped bouncing, which drew
protests from the little girl.

"I mean if you don't mind a woman who's a bit older, or one that had a
husband but something happened. Or even that Gera girl, she's
pretty." As she talked she handed her daughter a piece of fruit.

"Yeah, she's pretty but her back.. How about having children? At worst
we could have child with humpback and clubfoot," Keayd replied.

"Or you_could_have some lovely children. She has a beautiful face and
you're a handsome boy. Don't let your disabilities get in the way."
Sacily gave him a reprimanding look.

"She's right, you never know," Kedritt agreed with his wife.

Key lifted his hands up in surrender.

"Well, don't get all defeated on us!" Sacily teased. "Just hear us out."

"I take it you have something on your mind?" Key asked.

"Well...yes, to be honest." She glanced at the sewing in her lap. "I
was talking to the girl's mother the other day. They think the girl
will never get married, she's been rejected by all the offers they
sent out, the poor girl."

"Deformed people don't have many takers on marriage-market," Key
talked from personal experience.

"Yes, so...what do you think of Gera?" She gave him a hopeful look.

"I don't really know her," Key replied with a shrug of his shoulder.

"Well then..why don't you get to know her?" Sacily beamed at him.

"Yes, meeting her won't kill you," Kedritt agreed with her. Key shot
his older brother a dirty look, but the holder just chuckled.

Sacily nodded to herself. "I can invite her and her mother over for
tea tomorrow, if you're ready." She decided to push the advantage
now, whilst her husband was around to play tag team.

"All right, I meet her tomorrow then," Key agreed. "But I just don't
want a pretty wife. I want a woman I can share my life with," he said.
Something like his brother and Sacily had, they were equal partners in
the marriage. You have to, when you were building a hold from a
scratch.

"Well you won't know that for sure unless you try and met the girl,"
Sacily chided him.

"Yes, I know, I've already agreed to meet her," Keayd said, lifting
his hands up in surrender.

Kedritt just chuckled.

Last updated on the August 26th 2011

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