Thread: Two Households, Both Alike in Dignity (Findarato and Lemon)

With each step he took, Venessa looked even less than threatened than before. She was obviously not taken by his size, as she had been around others far greater in mass, than she. Of course he managed to outweigh them all, but what she was most frightened of.. was intellect. Not how hard one could hit, or how long the edge of their sword was.. even the ability to crush skulls with one's very hands, did not sway her. This woman, she took a liking to the most fragile organ in the body. The brain. The center nervous system in all vertebrae and invertebrate species. If she could control that, then there was no need for impeccable muscles. His question made her lips purse tightly, the answer obviously one she was not too proud of, I am to be the mother of your child, Zlatan. As I do not have a sibling to take my place, I'm the only one befitting of this role.. they claim. I believe that has a lot to do with why I am still standing before you, breathing. It was treacherous, to know that their first child would be created from hate. She had always wanted to be a mother, and while it seemed impossible for her kind to mate, it was not. Technology had come a long way.. and she'd be able to carry a child for about four months in total. He or she would grow strong, very quickly, and while Venessa was admittedly excited about seeing what her baby would look like.. the act that would lead them to that point, was something that made her want to rot. She did not love him, and never would. A roll of her eyes and she sighed, the sound dramatic. Oh goddess, she began, You sound so full of yourself. This has nothing to do with besting you . It will never be about that, please.. understand this, fool. We're only becoming allies because the humans have successfully dwindled down both of our numbers. They're now the enemies we have to put our efforts into defeating, not each other. I know it goes against everything we have been taught thus far, and I'm not sure if it'll even work but.. for the sake of our families, we have to hope. At least they had one thing in common their hatred for those flesh bags. Her eyes were firm in their hold upon his own, chin tipped and head bowed back to be able to meet his gaze, I do not want my child to see his father laying with other women. I know you do not want to touch me, and take comfort in knowing the feeling is mutual.. but, when our baby is born.. please, try to keep your personal endeavors behind closed doors. It's for the sake of giving our offspring the ability of actually being in a happy marriage, alright? The last thing she wanted to see was her own son or daughter tromping about carelessly, and enraging their beloved. It was sick. Marriage was sacred, and it was meant for two beings to be with one another, and only one another. Venessa was not given the luxury of having that, and she already knew she would have to deal with the fact that her husband would be quick to find release and comfort in those who were not her. If she had any authority in this matter, it was to be directed towards the safety of their child, and to keeping Zlatan's soiled morals far away from the babe's line of sight, and hearing. Do not speak of luck so casually, she muttered, watching as he turned to lean against the railing behind her. We both are not lucky in any sense of the word, you should know that by now. We're forced to go through with this because we're our parents' children.. and it's so fucking annoying, Venessa grumbled, the single word of profanity slipping out, and catching up on her usual demeanor of being a proper lady. Rubbing at her neck, she groaned, seeming so utterly exhausted. Why do you hate your brother, she asked softly, turning to lean as he was, her attention drifting up towards the sky, particularly the moon. I can only assume the pressures of being the eldest are the same as being an only child.. but, for me, I do not have the ability of passing on my responsibilities. I cannot fail, it's an option they made impossible for me to have.