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Pavlas heard Dmitry as he dropped to her side her eyes were closed, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her small hands were white in their gripping of the rug beneath her. She didnt care that she was exposed to three strangers. She felt her head against him and his helping. It was more than she ever expected from him. In all honesty she wasnt sure hed even have come in, most men kept out and called it ladies business. Thankful that he was there his bit of strength was needed and wanted. Hearing Elizabeth say it didnt bring as much sadness as one would have suspected. Relief that she wouldnt be having her step-fathers child filled her. She would grieve because the child was part of her, though she understood it wasnt the childs fault. The sadness she felt from the others touched her, they didnt know the full situation and would never, if it could be helped. Pain surged through her from her chest to her tailbone. The contractions working as nature intended. She screamed, Elizabeth having already told her it was to be expected and they would understand. The pain caused her to become lucid and very lethargic. Pavla felt as though she could have slept for days and yet the process wasnt over with. She saw him leaning over her and tried to focus but her eyes were bleary and blurred in her state of pain. Silently she prayed that her step father would stay away, he wasnt something she needed, much less wanted, to deal with. Though the way things were going for her lately she knew it would happen. She watched as they cleaned up the remains of her child and felt Dmitrys hands on her still, comforting and caring. Feeling surrounded she couldnt move to even thank him, her mouth tried to form words but not even a whisper came out. After about an hour Pavlas eyes opened, red surrounding the brown from the strain of birth on her small body. The light was low in the tent, but she felt his presence. Her limbs ached from bracing herself as she pushed so movement was little. Turning her head she caught sight of him, her face crumpled slightly, but she smiled softly. Its for the best, she whispered hoarsely. Her hand moved out to take his. Tears fell, Dont let him have me, please. Her eyes pleaded with him a moment before focusing on something behind him. He wouldnt need to turn around, the real show was about to begin. Petre swept in with her mother, who rushed to her side and cooed and started making a fuss. Did the big bad man hurt my Pavvy? she said and glared at Dmitry. Turning her eyes to her daughter again she smiled, Its alright, Mommys here lovey. Pavla held to Dmitrys hand, though she stared blankly at her mother. Her step-father was still taking it all in. Looking up she watched as his hand came to rest on Dmitrys shoulder. You were a good husband to here while we needed you, happily, now, you are not needed. I will pay you kindly for you accommodating us but since the marriage was never fully taken to, then we shall have it quietly annulled. Its good to know that we have a man like you to count on in our needs. Petre turned the attention to his wife and daughter, though his eyes focused on Pavla more. Pavla, gather your things, we are leaving Now. No, her eyes met Dmitrys, Our marriage is full before the stage. She knew what she was doing at least she hoped she did. So then HE is to blame for the loss of our your child. Consummating your marriage so soon, you must be starved for attention. No matter, we can lie and say it wasnt, he was just doing as told. Petre glared at him. Petre, she just lost the babe, I daresay she can barely walk. Took me three days to walk straight and mine lived. She patted her daughters cheek roughly. We can come back and get her tomorrow, of course we best check with her husband. Pavla heard her mothers word become slurred with cruel laughter. No, I cant. I wont do that to him, it gives me a bad She spoke softly, slowly in her defense. What? Petre roared, half with anger and the other half in hostile amusement. You ruined your reputation when you opened your legs to that man. Was his wife not doing her job? Did he want just a taste Pavla? She dropped her gaze to their clenched hands, shame filled her and she dropped his hand. Her eyes were sad. He knew she would never speak about it in front of her mother. Determined not to go with them she would runaway first, but something occurred to her that hadnt in the past. Would they punish Dmitry for her leaving? Knowing they would never take the blame for it was likely the obvious choice. She felt torn. You cant give me over and take me away, its not fair to him.