29.Jul.13, 12:42 AM
Kira listened as he questioned her and laid out exactly why she was eligible for a marriage of power. Her mind was still reeling from the news, though. Her beloved... But wasn't she just being silly for not having assumed that he would have a child somewhere? He was of an age and position to have a few. Perhaps she should simply feel grateful that there was only one... One sired when she was only on the verge of being old enough for marriage! It didn't stop her heart from aching, though.
It took a few moments after he had stopped speaking for her to say anything, her fingers worrying the wood of the chair which she sat in. "Marriage... Is-sn't off. Not... I jus-st-t..." Kira was caught by the man's expectant gaze. His look wasn't kind, simply patient, waiting for her to follow his lead. She swallowed. How could Kira explain that her deepest fear was the act between a man and a woman, that it was the child that terrified her but she was also terrified of the idea of him having touched another, fathered a child, and knowing that if he had one it cemented knowing that he would want more from her?
Her gaze slipped over and sought the exit from the archives. It was hidden behind the stacks, but Kira knew exactly where it was and she wished she had the courage to run for it. What he was offering was simply... Her stomach twisted. If Kimora had heard it, if her father had, she knew exactly what they would say. Kira was trapped. The way that Warkhim informed her of Falon after she brushed off his revelation of her bloodlines made her afraid that he would continue to upset her if she turned this away. And Warkhim had let her know exactly how she could gain power with such delight! He wanted her to agree, didn't he?
And so would her family.
She closed her eyes once more before meeting Warkhim's look with a weak smile of her own. "Doesn't matter wh-hy I'm callin-ng it off-f. F-family would be s-s-so proud of me for mak-king a better match. And I can-N't do it without y-your help, of-f course." She couldn't even fathom how to make a better match. But... If she was sucessful... Then her family would be proud, wouldn't they?
It took a few moments after he had stopped speaking for her to say anything, her fingers worrying the wood of the chair which she sat in. "Marriage... Is-sn't off. Not... I jus-st-t..." Kira was caught by the man's expectant gaze. His look wasn't kind, simply patient, waiting for her to follow his lead. She swallowed. How could Kira explain that her deepest fear was the act between a man and a woman, that it was the child that terrified her but she was also terrified of the idea of him having touched another, fathered a child, and knowing that if he had one it cemented knowing that he would want more from her?
Her gaze slipped over and sought the exit from the archives. It was hidden behind the stacks, but Kira knew exactly where it was and she wished she had the courage to run for it. What he was offering was simply... Her stomach twisted. If Kimora had heard it, if her father had, she knew exactly what they would say. Kira was trapped. The way that Warkhim informed her of Falon after she brushed off his revelation of her bloodlines made her afraid that he would continue to upset her if she turned this away. And Warkhim had let her know exactly how she could gain power with such delight! He wanted her to agree, didn't he?
And so would her family.
She closed her eyes once more before meeting Warkhim's look with a weak smile of her own. "Doesn't matter wh-hy I'm callin-ng it off-f. F-family would be s-s-so proud of me for mak-king a better match. And I can-N't do it without y-your help, of-f course." She couldn't even fathom how to make a better match. But... If she was sucessful... Then her family would be proud, wouldn't they?