not human (blood)
one_she who is alone
Shizuka lived in solitude her whole life so that the moment another heartbeat grew in her territory, she tried to get rid of it. She drove her nails into her womb. The blood stained her dress and its scent filled the room, poured through the cracks of the door and into the nostrils of the guard. When she pulled her fingers out, her wound disappeared.
"I don't want you."
At first, the guard believed these words were directed to himself, but the blood, the look towards her own body said otherwise. He paused by the entrance in a trance.
"How do you kill a fetus?" Her voice was almost a murmur. Talking to herself. "To kill something when it is not even born yet…" A pause. "Shouldn't be too difficult, I presume."
A servant woman appeared before the second round. A small woman, the lady's maid, she stood next to the guard with her head faced the floor. "Mistress Shizuka, please adhered to the advice." There was no talk of love or family in the speech, only of power and control. The servant woman spoke of the seven remaining pureblood families then the future of the child. "Your first child will be a princess who will have nobility in her blood. A decision like this shouldn't be taken lightly," she emphasized.
Only then the pureblood realized that The Council knew and that the child's life was secured. There was no choice. "I guess you're going to live." So she ate for both herself and the fetus.
Sacrifices piled up in the form of dust. And so once every few weeks, to clean the cage, she was taken out and then put back in like a beast.
It was a year and a half later when the mother could tell its sex. A girl. Shizuka appeared solemn. A man could take over the world but a woman, in this day and age, could only find a king to marry. The man would own the woman, if not her husband it would be her father. A great sorrow for Shizuka.
At the beginning of a new age, her daughter was born, crying loudly. Shizuka was given a chance to strike. But it might have been motherly instinct or maybe for her it wasn't worth her time because she fell into a slumber, hearing the words: "The child is healthy." And then the baby went missing.
The first time she laid eyes on the infant was on the third date she had been taken. They had brought her back to the mother, but not once could the mother touched the child. Her own daughter was in the hands of a wet nurse on the other side of the metal bars. Shizuka could only stare.
The infant's head was hairless and her hands tiny. Shizuka would have been lying if she said that she wasn't comparing the girl to either parent—if she could call herself a parent. She examined the infant thoroughly. The infant would perhaps have his facial structure, high cheeks, long jaw; maybe she would have her mother's nose. It was too early to tell. When the infant opened her eyes, a coral pink colour was revealed.
"Sola," Shizuka said. Then she repeated the second time, "Sola." It was settled. Her name was Sola (she who is alone).
Author's Note: Just a spur of the moment? A question I had asked myself: what if they had a child together. So this could have happened. Maybe. Review, telling me what you think!