"That, you shall not have." She says it in the same tone of cool politeness that she has used all evening, but there is a hardness underneath that was not so clear before, and a challenge in her expression. "I am your wife, sir, and I will do what is needed to be a good wife. I will comfort, honour, and obey, and I will keep your household and bear your children, and you will have your society bride and your claim to nobility."
She takes a step towards him, her bare feet silent on the carpet. He is taller than her, but not by much, and she shows no shyness now in the way she meets his eyes, still with that glint of steel in her gaze. Her mouth, still lightly pigmented with a gentle pink, is set into a firm line.
"You will have your wedding night, and your obedient bride, and gentle wife, and I will do as I have sworn, as is the lot of a woman. But you do not have the right to ask for more. I will do my duty. You will do yours. If you wanted more than that, some extravagant joy, then perhaps you should have married an actress and not an Eorlingas."
She turns away, sweeping her long curls back over her shoulder, and starts towards the bed, lying down and looking expectantly at him. "Well?"
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Date: 2020-05-09 11:18 pm (UTC)She takes a step towards him, her bare feet silent on the carpet. He is taller than her, but not by much, and she shows no shyness now in the way she meets his eyes, still with that glint of steel in her gaze. Her mouth, still lightly pigmented with a gentle pink, is set into a firm line.
"You will have your wedding night, and your obedient bride, and gentle wife, and I will do as I have sworn, as is the lot of a woman. But you do not have the right to ask for more. I will do my duty. You will do yours. If you wanted more than that, some extravagant joy, then perhaps you should have married an actress and not an Eorlingas."
She turns away, sweeping her long curls back over her shoulder, and starts towards the bed, lying down and looking expectantly at him. "Well?"