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Aylwen Dreamsong · 02-07-2005, 07:06 PM

"Indeed, Lord Korak," Gjeelea agreed with Korak. The building would certainly come out beautifully. "Your money is well spent on a lovely temple." The princess flinched when she saw the pleasure in Korak's gleaming eyes. "Though I fear that the earth was not meant to be a battle ground for the gods. Competition between Rae and Rhais is not done."

Gjeelea smiled up at Korak, who had averted his eyes. For all the wealths Korak had inherited, there were so many things he did not have - things that Gjeelea could not give him. Korak had not an ounce of love in his body; his judgement of people was not moral wealth but purely based on pecuniary matters. The princess wondered if she had earned such a horrible man to wed; was it somehow her fault, her bad acts in the past, that had brought this unfairness upon her? Gjeelea did not know.

"Korak, why do you marry me?" The princess asked. He looked at her, shocked, like the answer should be so obvious. Maybe it is, Gjeelea thought, then she wondered if Korak even knew what he had gotten himself into. "You have so much already, and it is a gamble to marry one who might not be queen. If Siamak becomes king you will have nothing more than you have now. I have many enemies, perhaps more than enemies than even you have amounted in your life."

Korak said naught in reply. Did the comment sting where she hoped it would?

"No matter what happens - whether you are lucky enough to become king or unlucky enough to have just me and your current financial status," Gjeelea continued, "You will live and die with a wife whom you do not love and who does not love you back. You will die a rather lonely man, Lord Korak."

Once more, Korak did not speak. The princess saw something in his eye, but she could not place it. She could not tell if his gaze held anger, or understanding...Gjeelea was not even certain that he had heard her words. Perhaps he dismissed the words of his future wife.

"I should like to see your mother," Gjeelea murmured after a long, awkward silence between them. "It will be good to see her again. Shall we go?"

02-07-2005, 07:06 PM	#172
Aylwen Dreamsong The Melody of Misery Join Date: Aug 2002 Location: The Island of Conclusions (You get there by jumping!)... Posts: 1,147	"Indeed, Lord Korak," Gjeelea agreed with Korak. The building would certainly come out beautifully. "Your money is well spent on a lovely temple." The princess flinched when she saw the pleasure in Korak's gleaming eyes. "Though I fear that the earth was not meant to be a battle ground for the gods. Competition between Rae and Rhais is not done." Gjeelea smiled up at Korak, who had averted his eyes. For all the wealths Korak had inherited, there were so many things he did not have - things that Gjeelea could not give him. Korak had not an ounce of love in his body; his judgement of people was not moral wealth but purely based on pecuniary matters. The princess wondered if she had earned such a horrible man to wed; was it somehow her fault, her bad acts in the past, that had brought this unfairness upon her? Gjeelea did not know. "Korak, why do you marry me?" The princess asked. He looked at her, shocked, like the answer should be so obvious. Maybe it is, Gjeelea thought, then she wondered if Korak even knew what he had gotten himself into. "You have so much already, and it is a gamble to marry one who might not be queen. If Siamak becomes king you will have nothing more than you have now. I have many enemies, perhaps more than enemies than even you have amounted in your life." Korak said naught in reply. Did the comment sting where she hoped it would? "No matter what happens - whether you are lucky enough to become king or unlucky enough to have just me and your current financial status," Gjeelea continued, "You will live and die with a wife whom you do not love and who does not love you back. You will die a rather lonely man, Lord Korak." Once more, Korak did not speak. The princess saw something in his eye, but she could not place it. She could not tell if his gaze held anger, or understanding...Gjeelea was not even certain that he had heard her words. Perhaps he dismissed the words of his future wife. "I should like to see your mother," Gjeelea murmured after a long, awkward silence between them. "It will be good to see her again. Shall we go?"