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07-17-2016, 05:21 PM
curiosity killed the cat . satisfaction brought it back
“What of me? I did not know them. Do you think I would have risked your unborn child to Mawindo’s spite?”
"What of you?" Ada echoed Tembovu's question. "It was not your decision to make." the mare stressed. "I had no reason to tell you. You were not my mate nor were you the father of my child." And, honestly, she didn't think Mawindo would have cared to know if she were pregnant or not. His hate for her had been too great for any sense to have been talked into him. She thought he would have thought the loss of her child would equate to an eye for an eye.
"But you didn't need to carry that burden alone."
But she hadn't. Echo had helped her after her child had been lost.
She could feel the change in the water as it heated (in response to Tembovu's anger?) amd she snorted. Her curled ears tilted back against her head in distaste at the anger that Tembovu displayed at the choice she'd made that had very little to do with him. He agreed that it was her decision to make, but he insisted that it affected him. "It was not your child." She said stubbornly. But he kept on, asking her if she thought he wanted her child to die, or if she thought Mawindo wanted to be a child-killer.
"Do you honestly think Mawindo would have had mercry on someoen that he percieved as child-killer?" Ada snapped back. "Everyone thought I murdered your family and everyone else's." She reminded him. "Would you, had you not known the truth have cared that i was carrying a child? Would you have not viewed it as a justifiable punishment?" Don't you dare get all high and mighty on me, Tembovu. Don't you dare.
Then he was apologizing and Ada visibly deflated. "Its fine." She sighed, clearly growing weary of talking about the past. "Maybe one day I'll be able to make up for the choice I had to make in Dorobo." Maybe one day I'll get to be a mother.
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"What of you?" Ada echoed Tembovu's question. "It was not your decision to make." the mare stressed. "I had no reason to tell you. You were not my mate nor were you the father of my child." And, honestly, she didn't think Mawindo would have cared to know if she were pregnant or not. His hate for her had been too great for any sense to have been talked into him. She thought he would have thought the loss of her child would equate to an eye for an eye.
"But you didn't need to carry that burden alone."
But she hadn't. Echo had helped her after her child had been lost.
She could feel the change in the water as it heated (in response to Tembovu's anger?) amd she snorted. Her curled ears tilted back against her head in distaste at the anger that Tembovu displayed at the choice she'd made that had very little to do with him. He agreed that it was her decision to make, but he insisted that it affected him. "It was not your child." She said stubbornly. But he kept on, asking her if she thought he wanted her child to die, or if she thought Mawindo wanted to be a child-killer.
"Do you honestly think Mawindo would have had mercry on someoen that he percieved as child-killer?" Ada snapped back. "Everyone thought I murdered your family and everyone else's." She reminded him. "Would you, had you not known the truth have cared that i was carrying a child? Would you have not viewed it as a justifiable punishment?" Don't you dare get all high and mighty on me, Tembovu. Don't you dare.
Then he was apologizing and Ada visibly deflated. "Its fine." She sighed, clearly growing weary of talking about the past. "Maybe one day I'll be able to make up for the choice I had to make in Dorobo." Maybe one day I'll get to be a mother.
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Adaeze
