cling to innocence

Maybe he spent too much time thinking about what Aslatiel said to him in the very short time they were allowed to be alone together. She was actively seeking to get pregnant and bear her tribute to the Fatalis name. To quickly do her duty and be through. Indigo didn’t feel near the same. He was still abiding by Resin’s commandment. No reproduction. It was like she had seen the writing on the wall way before the young man had opened his eyes to it. Gathering up pretty girls lost in the woods? He had been so foolish, and honestly astounded that Resin had given her blessing.

Duchess remained his only partner within the Hallows, and even if she hadn’t been in heat Indigo remained nervous about their activity. He couldn’t continue to carelessly sow seeds, eventually they would grow. Indy was far from prepared for that eventuality. Thankfully the warm weather brought abundance to his stores, and he managed to create something just for his little Duchess. An insurance plan. She could refuse him, and he almost expected it, but the alternative was celibacy. He was not prepared to father any pups. Indigo didn’t enjoy letting his thoughts linger on the future, sometimes it was too hard to see himself making the great leap from where he was, to where he wanted to be.

The first step was keeping himself child-free for the time being. Maybe one day he could see himself having a pup or two running around, but even then he was having trouble picturing Duchess pregnant. The mother of his children. The thought laid over reality as he rounded the corner of the castle with his bundle of herbs and found Duchess’s languid form sprawled over the thick furs that made up the bed. A dreamy grin took over his features as he froze there at the door, transfixed as the rest of his thoughts disappeared.