Asarhia Shahrizai
Aristocrat
Lady of House Shahrizai
Wife of Raen Shahrizai
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Post by Asarhia Shahrizai on Jan 1, 2011 19:50:48 GMT -5
I tried not to think about Leith and his letters in the weeks that followed Leighton's death. I was as horrified by it as Raen, but for entirely different reasons. Was it my fault? Was it truly an accident, as I desperately wanted to believe, or had Leith acted on my complaints in such a horrible, despicable way? Would he truly murder his own granddaughter simply to "purify" our family line? It seemed ridiculous to me, and to be honest, you could only purify a bloodline so far before you ran into problems. But maybe Leith didn't see that, the man was fanatical.
Raen's devastation was so painful to watch that it occurred to me more than once to take Pascal and flee back to Kusheth, to wash my hands of this marriage and everything to do with it, but how could I leave him to his own devices when he was so clearly drowning? And maybe, just maybe, without Leighton around, Raen could love me.
I knew I was right to stay when I realized that I was pregnant, and when that knowledge was what really pulled Raen out of his grief. He had always been good with Pascal, and now he really put his heart into being a father. I hated to think it, but maybe Leighton's death was for the best. Her memory had hung over us, but it began to dissipate, to lose its grip on us, and it was like the sun coming out after a storm, the warmth stealing over the world, full of new promise.
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