Instead of leaping imdiately into why I had been fucking two of the most gorgeous won to ever walk the earth in the bed I had grown up in, I instead just... started from the beginning, telling my Dama about everything that happened after she had passed away.
My ti at the Academy, how I had graduated top of class and with a bunch of eyes on because of her, my imdiate deploynt in the military and how I had steadily climbed the ranks thanks to the Academy as well as how unstable the world had been.
That instability brought a whole lot of opportunities for to capitalize on, and while I wasn’t so sort of silver tongued, quick thinking scher who could have turned all of that into a Noble title, generational wealth and all sorts of amazing things, I did make a good life for myself.
Kept on living here whenever I was in the city, took my role in the military seriously, honed my skills as best I could and just... lived to the best of my abilities, which only ended up leading into that batch of turmoil that I can only now look at as a blessing in disguise.
The entire ti I was talking to her about this she just remained quiet, lounging in the chair and staring at with an unreadable expression that was so... unnerving yet familiar, making wonder again and again if I was just going insane or what.
It wasn’t like there was anything else for to do though so I just kept talking, filling the silence and telling her about how Giselle had accused of rape, got branded as a horrible criminal and had fleeing from our ho like so sort of coward.
I told her about the long months of sha and despair I had gone through in Geard, how I had had a few nights that always seed to end with staring at the blade I had, wondering if it would have been easier to just...
I told her about the fight with a particularly strong Geri and a few Quetzalcoatl that left weaponless and exhausted, only for all of that negativity and uncertainty to fade away when I t that fateful woman who changed everything.
Describing how Astra had turned everything from this monochro, bleak existence that I had been forced to live into sothing that had aning and purpose again had tearing up once more, and it was then that my Dama finally spoke again.
"This Astra, she’s the violet haired one? The one with a potent aura?"
"Potent..?"
"High Divine energy, lots of mana... that sort of thing."
I nodded, causing my Dama to sigh as she leaned back in the chair and stared at the ceiling, making rather confused since she seed to be against this, though like she had done before she just said "I’m not against it, just... processing."
After a few monts she sighed again and looked back towards , saying "Well, at the very least she seems capable and filled with potential. Probably too good for you, but hey, your Mother was far too good for as well, so perhaps luck just runs in our blood."
That was sothing I could agree with wholeheartedly, though before I could really bask in the ’acceptance’ from my Dama about the woman I had landed as my wife she imdiately asked "So are the two of you actually wed yet?", which made freeze.
"I... W-Well I an, she has this... That’s..."
"Rhefia."
"D-Dama, listen, she’s got this weird magic thing going on that sort of tied us together anyways, so I just sorta for-"
"I didn’t raise a wimpy brat who couldn’t slip a ring on a woman’s finger... or did I?"
"W-Well, does a ring have the sa weight as like... tying your very being to one another..?"
The disapproval in her eyes as she added "You didn’t even go to a temple and ask for the Goddesses to bless your matrimony, did you?" made wilt a little, though that was when I felt another hand on that ca from ’nowhere’.
"To be fair, Miss Camara, Rhefia isn’t exactly lying about us being tied together... and that power does co from Reincantra and Detra, so it is technically what you want... But we didn’t have a flashy ceremony, no."
My wife was standing beside , still completely naked and very much looking like I had left her - well fucked yet still yearning for more - so I felt a little complicated about her being here in front of my Dama, only to rember that I was still naked as well...
"No need for the ’Miss’ part, dear. Dama would do well enough, if you are alright with it. ’Tis a sha my daughter cannot do you the honor of a ceremony, but if it is sothing you are alright with..."
That exasperated sigh made Astra chuckle as she rubbed my shoulder, her touch being neither accusatory nor comforting as she replied "A ceremony would be nice, but to be fair she has been a criminal up until today, so..."
"Excuses..."
"Well, we have been making use of the ti in other, more productive ways. I feel a little bad saying this seeing as you are a spirit, but... well, you have a plethora of grandchildren already. Two fully grown Deerkin and an adorable Doe that is still growing, born of . Rhefia also has a few others..."
Astra trailed off as she gauged my Dama’s expression, which was near impossible since the Deerkin was still as neutral as ever, though after a mont she nodded and said "That is good to hear. At least you didn’t waste that ti you ’saved’ by forgoing a ceremony..."
"Dama, please..."
She just gave a half glare before waving for to continue, wanting to hear the remainder of my story now that we had skipped around just a little bit; during that ti she was also looking both Astra and I over appreciatively, which felt... weird after all this ti of not seeing her, though considering how she remained neutral I was a little relieved...
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