Tarlaka could feel an eyebrow twitch. Rolling bright blue eyes when the lady, Shion took off her armour too. What was the point of that? Besides of course to attempt to sway Tarlaka with her breasts. It wasn't working.
Then she said it. Let me show you how to bathe a child. Tarlaka's hands clenched and she watched this other woman give her tips to bathing her child. Tarlaka's lips drew into a line as she watched this person get all the things ready for the bath. This was Mommy Baby Bonding Time.
And she was intruding on it.
Then she saw it. The woman was watching them while she got water. Tarlaka felt that insult to her very bones, her hands clenched while she watched this woman handle and bathe her baby. Talk to her like she was stupid, incompetent, inept. A clear sneer was on her face, a posesive mother. That was her daughter. She never asked for Shion to bathe her kid, just asked her if she knew how.
Tarlaka was further infuriated when she went on to tell her to clean wings. Her own, which had been opening slowly and getting puffier from the feathters that stuck out, snapped closed. Causing a little gust in the room. Looking at Daithi, Tarlaka let out a breath and watched as calmly as she could, back straight, arms at her side, wings pulled tight to her back. If she had been anyone else, she would have snatched her daughter away and done it her self, ignoring what was going on with her child and what limbs were held onto.
Unlike motherly Shion, Tarlaka always looked like a knight. The braid, the stern look in her eyes, the graceful movements, even when whearing twenty pounds of metal. Now, she just looked like a scary possesive mother. Once Shion was finished bathing her daughter, Tarlaka found a fluffy towel and scooped Seiteki up and away from the dragon rider, glaring silently and gently drying her daughter who was making facinatied cooing noises and grasping for the tip of her braid.
"Look, Shion. I know you meant well, but it's another thing to pick up my daughter, treat me like an idiot than bathe her when I was only asking for help." A posessive bubble rose up her throat and she gentle ran a finger over her daughters cheek and pointed ear careful of her wings, which as of now, were useless and barely moved. "I don't appreciate your treating me like that. You may be unnaturally talented, riding a dragon, being a knight - Even though I doubt any royalty knighted you - having no children yet magically knowing everything about them. This one, "Tarlaka pointed down to her daughter with her free hand, "Is mine. Don't touch her unless I say you can."
A final note. Tarlaka put Seiteki back into her basenet, drying her off carefully making cooing noises and waving her braid. Getting Seiteki clothed, basically a diaper because as the only baby in the nursery -- Having no other people on premises being stupid enough to get pregnant -- Seiteki was watched over like a hawk, if Tarlaka didn't ask to do it herself, the plump nurse would take care of her.
Of course, Tarlaka spent enough time with Seiteki that she knew her mother when she heared her. Keen little elf ears. Smiling down at her daughter after petting the tip of a tiny pointed ear, Tarlaka looked back towards the two. "Daithi, could you keep an eye on Seiteki, I need a word with Shion."
Smiling, Tarlaka left her armour off and motioned to the hall way. "Business, no babies for now." A solemn nod and Tarlaka waited for Shion to leave the room.