MotherHand on the door handle, ready to walk out of the room and back into his normal life—or what passed for normal for him—and forget this night had ever happened, Alistair paused and turned to look back at the woman redressing behind him.
“Morrigan?”
Her sigh was not quite as condescending or annoyed as it usually was, but her tone was still slightly irritated. “Yes, Alistair? Have you forgotten something?”
“No, I—” He scratched the back of his head, trying to figure out what he wanted to say. “This child….”
Instantly, she stiffened slightly. “I told you. The child is mine and I will be leaving after the battle. You were told that it will have nothing to do with you. It is a bit too late for second thoughts.”
Alistair shook his head. “No. No, I understand. I just…you’ll be a good mother, right?”
Morrigan went still. There was a long silence and Alistair saw that she was slightly off-balance—one of the few times her composure ever slipped, especially in front of him.
“The child will be well cared for,” she said brusquely. “And as I have said, it is no concern of yours.”
“It is!” he insisted. “I know I won’t have anything to do with raising it, but it’s still
my child. I want to know that you’ll care for it, and I don’t just mean food or shelter. I want…I want more for him or her than I had.”
He waited for the mockery, the insults that usually followed whenever he admitted something she perceived as weakness. But she said nothing, merely looked at him with an inscrutable expression. Finally, she took a deep
breath.
“The child will be cared for, Alistair,” she said quietly. “I will not smother it in affection or coddle it, for indeed that would weaken the both of us. But I will make sure it is protected, that it is not left abandoned to random chance. More than that, I cannot promise.”
Alistair nodded. That would have to be enough. “Thank you,” he said simply. Slipping out the door, he walked down the hall, leaving the woman who was the mother of his child behind him and heading toward the woman that he wished could be.
Edits to fix mistakes I made when writing it in 20 minutes and not checking it. -.-
Modifié par LadyDamodred, 18 janvier 2011 - 05:33 .