Chapter 37: Out With It

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Chapter 37: Out With It I watched Rhefia care for Camara with narrowed eyes, displeased with how she slipped up to the point of causing our daughter more harm than required during her training. It was unacceptable. So I waited for her to finish applying a cool wet cloth to Camara's arm before approaching them, glancing down at Camara as I said "Camara, take your sister and go inside for a bit. Rest up." She nodded, her muddy crimson eyes alternating between Rhefia and I as we stood there. Camara gently led Aethisia into the house, our two daughters staring at us as they walked away. Rhefia pursed her lips as she stared at me, her amber eyes conflicted. Staring at her in silence, I sat down in front of the fire, prompting her to do the same. I remained silent for a few more moments, wondering how I should go about it before deciding on the direct route. "Out with it, Rhefia. Even if its just the beginning, you need to get this off your chest." Glancing back at the house we lived in, I added "It's no longer just affecting you; it's affected our daughter now... and I won't have it." She nodded stiffly, before letting out a low sigh. Picking up a stick, she stoked the flames before us, taking a few deep breaths before saying "I grew up in the Dryadi Queendom, or more specifically Birchan City, the capital. My dama was a soldier for the Dryadi Queendom, and after my mother died she took care of me. She taught me what I know about fighting, and to me, she was an invincible warrior. I attended an Army Academy and wanted to follow in her footsteps. People knew of me not only because of her, but also because I was talented; more so than most people. During my second year there, dama died in the war, fighting as the last remaining soldier of her Legion against an entire army. The post mortem medals made her one of, if not the most decorated soldier in the last few decades, and as soon as she fell, all eyes turned to me. I was devastated, obviously, but I used that anger and sorrow to push myself further, to forge myself into a better warrior than even her. During that time in the Academy I met a General's daughter, who was attending as a Mage. At first she pestered me about everything, using my families background as commoners as insults, swearing she was superior to me, and that I was worthless and talentless. I stayed quiet for the next year, ignoring her unending insults and goading as best I could. I knew what my dama was, what I was. That was enough. During the end of year exam, we had to fight one another, and I beat her in the first few moments. She was devastated, but... Giving me a wry smile, she said "I... hate that I had to leave my home; the house that my mother and dama lived in no longer belongs to me, and all of my dama's medals and souvenirs, her pictures and sketches of mother are gone. It... it hurts, knowing that I was accused of something I never did, and that the one who ruined my life is still alive and well. I want to take revenge, I do... but..." She glanced at our house, and I nodded. I had no memories, so I don't know what a mothers warmth feels like, on the receiving end anyways. My lack of memories means that I could only guess what it would feel like for that to happen; the best I can do is imagine having to leave this home that I built all because someone accused me of a false crime. I'd be angry, but like Rhefia now, I knew that, to me at least, home isn't a physical place. It's wherever she is, where our daughters are. That's home. Reaching forwards, I grabbed her hand and said "Thank you Rhefia, really..." We smiled at one another, and I leaned forwards and kissed her lips. "Rhefia, I love you. I love our daughters; Camara, Aethisia, and all the ones yet to be born..." She grinned, and I slid onto her lap, draping my arms over her shoulders. "I can't change the past, but I can shape our future. I'm not asking you to forget about your past, nor about your dama. But I am asking you to start looking forwards with me; with us. Raise our daughters so that your dama would be proud; after all, you should know a little of how she felt raising you. Let's continue making our children's lives better, together. No one will be able to separate us, not in a million years. And if this woman ever comes back, we'll deal with her together. Alright?" Rhefia nodded, and I moaned as she entered me, her face split with a grin. "Very well, Astra... I'll try to make my dama proud, but more importantly, to give our children everything~" Kissing her, I readily accepted her thick shaft, allowing her this moment of respite from her emotions. Getting up, she pulled me off to the side and laid me down, swiftly getting to work venting her lust. Accepting it all, I could only pray that, now that her story was out in the open, she would get past it, even if it was only a little bit everyday. --- So that sets up plot points and gives backstory... Was it good? ---

Chapter 37: Out With It

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