Lift Me Up, Let Me Go

Indigo could scarcely breathe, Duchess was pregnant. There was no denying it now that he had realized. She wasn’t supposed to be though, he’d told her that he wasn’t ready. He wasn’t, he didn’t feel prepared mentally or emotionally at all. The shock was incredible. Silence fell between them, he wasn’t even certain of having Duch as the mother of his children. Not that he would ever think of offering retribution. He told her not to say sorry and he meant it, this was all just a big mistake that they were going to have to live with. After the shock he could really feel the excitement build. He wanted to be a father, but he didn’t feel ready.

Duchess begged him softly as she reached out towards him, shame and guilt written clearly on her features. His brows knit as he tried to dismiss the possibility this was intentional. Indigo had trusted her, they’d come to an agreement. How could she…? He felt repulsed but he didn’t move, still struggling to understand what was going on between them. He didn’t pull her close, but he put one massive black paw over top of hers. This was not how he wanted any of this to go.

She cried, almost uncontrollably, and he could feel all of her emotions at once. This was real, and she had gone against him willfully. She needed so much from him, and he could still feel the affection he had for her through the feeling of betrayal. Conflict filled him and Indigo averted his gaze as well. He didn’t shed a tear but his voice was quiet but stern. "You’re pregnant.” That fact he knew for absolute certain. "With my children.” He followed up, nailing the situation down for certain. His head swam and his heart beat slammed against his chest in protest. This was happening and it was real and he didn’t know what to do.

"Speech"