Caira shook her head. "No, I will not dishonor our Father by going back on the Marchant word. If we cannot be trusted to heed our promises, then our word is worthless!"
Baji grabbed his sister hand. "It is too high a price for you to pay. Please reconsider!"
Remington nodded and announced that it was time for everyone to take their leave.
Everyone? Caira gulped. Blessed Orb, she wasn't ready for this.
Caira had been insulted. She'd been forced into a loveless marriage with this... this old goat... and he had the nerve to order her about.
Crossing her arms she mulishly, "I think at your age, any female in your house would be seen as a boon, canterwalling or not!"
At first, Caira thought she might have gone too far, but Remington slapped his knee and hooted. "You're a right pistol, ye are! Come now, let's go inside and have ourselves a little chat."
"Wait? So you mean that you only married me to work around the house?" Caira asked, trying to understand.
"Of course! What else do I need a woman for? I'd already been married with three crying welps for children and I didn't care for it. Bless the Orb my wife died years past & my children never come to visit."
Caira was shocked speechless. What a horrid man!
Her horror must have showed because Remington softened his voice. "I'm old. I need help around the house. You were raised to be a merchant's daughter... you'll know how to help take care of my store. Your mother said you were good with floral arrangements. It just so happens that's my specialty!"
Caira couldn't help it, she was still in shock. "Flowers?" she squeaked.
Remington slapped her soundly on the arm. "That's a girl! Flowers! Come on, let me show you!"
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So, she tended to the flowers..
Orb's Year 924
He also missed his children terribly, but his rough tongue had sent all of them packing for good.
She couldn't help but think of her mother & wondered if Alana ever regretted the loss of their relationship.
Caira cleared her throat and attempted to slide closer. "I thought that perhaps you might be interested..." Words failed her. She wasn't quite sure what she was offering or what she wanted.
Caira grabbed her shoulder where he had pushed her and frowned. "I'm not playing any games. I just... well... I was just curious... that's all. Why do we lie in bed each night as man and wife but never consummate our marriage?"
If possible, Remington scowled even more. "I do not want a real wife in ye. I wanted a shopkeeper's daughter to run my store and do my bidding! No roll over and go to sleep!" he ordered brusquely, flopping to his side and giving her his back.