Thread: Blood Money (Malicious Lullaby ~ Daddeo)

Goodness, she wondered if she made a mistake in stepping in. But it was what was expected, since her father had only appointed Ahiga after he married her. They werent married yet and if anything, she didnt want him to be chief. She didnt want him to have control. No, for right now, she had control but the last thing she wanted, the last thing she needed was for her people to come up to her and offer her their sympathies, offer any help, absolutely anything. She didnt want to hear it. She honestly couldnt stand hearing it and by the umpteenth member, she quickly shooed them out and closed her tipi. Her tipi was not open for easy access. No. She wanted peace. Just some quiet enough to be able to somehow get through this without breaking down. Tansy couldnt afford that. No, she was chief and she had to make sure these people knew it, that the warriors, especially, knew it. She was a woman, yes. But she was a woman and the ex-chiefs daughter who just lost the one man she had always loved unconditionally, even after everything. Sitting beside the healer, her eyes were blank, empty and even more, ice cold. The light that was there was robbed when she saw her father take his final descent of his life, his final breath and he was no more. It was hard. It had been hard losing her mother when she was so young. Now she lost both of their parents and they werent coming back. But what was eating at her more was the fact she ever wanted to learn something different than what she always knew, wanting to know the way of the white skins and ever forgoing her people for those monstrosities. That was a mistake. A big mistake. She felt like it was her fault. That if she hadnt been so curious, so wandering, so in dire need to learn more than she knew, maybe none of this would have happened. Or maybe she could have died with her father too The preparations took long because it took a while to remove the two bullets that had been embedded in her father. Tansy had to look away when they were actually removed, her fathers blood coated on them. She looked as if she might feel sick, as if she might feel faint, and that was when Ahiga came. That was when everything else just got worse. How dare he? How dare he lay his hand on her like that? She didnt care if he was a man and she just a woman. She wasnt just any woman. She was chief of this tribe. How dare he act like he was the only one who was mourning her father. Now in his tipi, Tansy was fuming. Incredibly so considering the way he handled her and touched her. Not a very good idea to do to a woman who was in some serious mourning, or at least in the denial part of it. The denial part in the sense where she wouldnt allow herself to feel. Instead, bottling everything up and only serving to be a ticking time bomb. But everything Ahiga accused her of pushed Tansy to the limit and before she could have even tried to stop herself, before she could have even thought about her actions, her hand swept straight across his cheek, so hard that even for his tanned skin, she could see the red handprint she left on his cheek. How dare I? She snapped. How dare you?! She yelled. He could yell, sure. But she could yell too and she had no problem at all if everyone heard. They would know what they were talking about but she didnt care. Tansy had exploded. The bomb went off. Kaboom! I am chief! I am his daughter. You are only named chief when you marry me and right now, that is not looking so clear, is it? If you keep treating me like this Ahiga, I will have no problem at all in ending this. Ask me why. Because I am chief now and I can null this marriage! You think I am sleeping with that white skin than you clearly think so highly of me and frankly I wish I never knew you! Grabbing his wrist, she viciously ripped off the bracelet she gave him right before battle. It signified a lot in her opinion considering she hated this man. Now she realized she was right in hating him and she hated him now more than ever. Moving passed him, she walked towards the tipi exit and pulled the skin back before looking back at him. I stopped him because he was the only one trying to save our lives. If you had any ounce of any kind of emotion in you other than anger and grief, youd see that. Im heartbroken because my father is dead. And even I can still see that. With that said, she walked out of the tipi and went to the healers tipi where she knew Vincent Bauer was. What she didnt know was the kind of entertainment he was providing the healers. She could only imagine what they must be thinking of him and that bit of amusement at his expense was what made her lips curl up ever so slightly into a faint smile. Ever so faint, like a ghost of a smile. Walking into it, she looked at him and she bit her lower lip, biting back the amusement that wanted to make itself present on her face. For what he did, she wouldnt laugh at his misery. Instead, she swept the hem of her dress over her knees and slid down onto the ground, on her knees beside the main healer. How is he doing? Is he going to live? She managed a weak grin at him. They all knew. White skins and their inability to handle a little bit of pain But like they were one to talk of course.