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Getting By-Lothaire



Magdalene I

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04-15-2013, 06:41 AM


It was to her knowledge that with her husband down and out she would merely assist her youth, prepare them to be women of valor and men of Bellator readiness. However, it had also come to her attention that when Abaddon came back she would be back to his side, her body for his alone, and no other could she grow accustomed to having. Opinionated little thing for someone so silent? Not exactly, she was merely flesh, merely holding thoughts of rebellion. If Lothaire so desired her body then it would be his. She had no say in the matter. She would be his slave. His bitch.



Her ears would turn towards him as he questioned her, and she could be honest. She knew not what to tell him. She didn't know what it was that her darling had felt so compelled to, but she knew far too well that Seracia would become their home until otherwise stated and given. Salmon tongue rolled over her nose and she turned her head slightly toards the Earth, "I know little what my husband had in mind, Lothaire, and you are not forced to make his decisions. It is merely out of respect I would pray you do so, for I can not answer you. He speaks and I do," Ah, such was the way of the world.

"It is you who plan on accompanying me, O Lothaire?" her eyes would run over his body and she knew that while he was attractive she couldn't picture him as Abaddon. Could not take to the thought of another resting beside her, breathing with her, and yet, if this request was so his, she could not deny him. "Is it me, or is it my daughter you prefer?" And while he was vividly aware that he could have both, she had to wonder if it was her daughter turn at matriarch, and while Venetia was a simple girl, her eyes perhaps her only controversial accent, she was a dutiful wife, and it was all that was asked.


Her lithe frame would dip forward towards him and her head would bow unto him, "If you are demanding I be your Queen, then I am your Queen, sire," Her rose like eyes would turn up from where she lay and she would stare at him in mild fright, "If proving that is what you need then have me,"

Speech!