Apples are sweet and so are you

Plague looked at Rava with a bit of curiosity when she mentioned how she never thought she could be this happy. He felt similarly, but he wondered if there was anything in particular that would make her say that. He didn't ask, but after a moment she revealed a bit about her past that explained her feelings a bit better to him. There was something interesting to him about the fact that she wasn't born a slave, but instead treated as if she was property and eventually sold into slavery proper down the line. It made him wonder how many slaves had similar stories, how many women were stolen or sold or captured for the slave trade he had come to loathe.

Hearing how she had been treated, passed around as if she wasn't a living, breathing, cognizant being and as if her only worth was to be bred made his blood boil and a deep frown cross his lips. Maybe what infuriated him most was the fact that this man that was supposed to be her husband sold her off the moment that she wasn't able to produce children for him. This wonderful woman with the most beautiful, strong soul... How could he have just thrown her away? He wasn't exactly the biggest fan of arranged marriages as it was, only wanting a marriage to come from love and care for one another, but this situation she was placed in was quite possibly the worst case scenario he could have thought of.

As she leaned into him and nuzzled his shoulder he grit his teeth to keep his temper down, knowing that there was no fixing what had been done now and that all he could do was be here for her now and reassure her that the past was in the past. He lifted a paw to gently pull her head into his chest, shifting how he was laying to wrap her in his embrace as he held her and kissed across the top of her head tenderly. "I'm sorry that happened to you," he said softly, kissing each of her speckled ears. "Your worth is not tied to your ability to conceive. You are a beautiful, strong woman with more heart and spirit than anyone I have ever known." He leaned back enough to give her a soft smile, leaving a gentle brush of a kiss on her lips. "No matter what happens I'm always going to be here for you."

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