@rillidrathebeast continued from this
“What does this mean?! Of course I am against it - I - I’ve known you for what seems like half a day! Marriage - no, love, which is the route to marriage - takes many a moon to accomplish.” Rillidra had the voice of metal on metal; clanging, a spark of fire here and there, the heat of her breath mingling with his own as her horns pressed roughly to his… Well, what could she say? It was a natural instinct. Two sets of horns just meant brawling. She turned away from his again. Really, she couldn’t look him in the eye.
“And you! It would seem one almost wanted this to happen!” Too late. She turned back again, spitting and breathing her fire breath. “Believing you in all of this would make me a fool, would it not? And you expect me to believe that my mother, so sweet and adoring, would let me marry… this?!” She did motion for him all over, but it was the anger talking… kind of. No offense. Really!
A dagger was revealed from her trousers and was promptly thrown into the wood carvings of a pillar. Mara’s Temple never had quite seemed so depressing.
He crossed his arms. “Trust me, I feel the same way. Besides, I don’t even want to get married, I don’t think I ever have!”
At her gesturing, he glared. “You don’t have to be such an ass about it! I never wanted this to happen either! And you’re no queen yourself, so don’t act like you’re the only miserable one here.”
The mer watched the other stab the pillar and groaned. “Look, I’m only doing this to make my mother happy, that’s why i agreed. I thought I could make it work for her sake. You wouldn’t understand why this is important, but if you’re so unhappy and unwilling to go through with it, then we won’t. Okay?”
After what happened with Jemma, Haben didn’t want to break his mother’s heart again. When his sister ran off with that murderous bastard, it devastated her. The fact that she survived and managed to make the journey to Skyrim with her son was amazing. Haben never wanted to hurt her again.
