Note: I was thinking it would weigh KoD down to put something this heavy (did I just write that?) in it. But Toki's pre-background fic-background still needs to be addressed. It's not seamless, but the rest will probably come up in Kause of Deth.
Assume the conversations in English are Norwegian. I doubt anyone wants it written in Norwegian (:
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When Anja gave birth to her son, she was bitter. She had not married Aslaug willingly and she cared for him even less now. She took a dim view of raising the son to be the father also. In the first few years of his life she regarded Toki like a speck of dirt; an irritant. But over time it became apparent he would not grow into his father's image. Her heart had taken him in and, like a clam, a pearl was made.
As a mother, Anja did not know how to be harsh nor exceptionally loving to her son. It was Aslaug who did most of the interacting with Toki, showing him how to be his version of a "decent man." Luckily it didn't take, which delighted Anja, but she had given up on smiling years ago. It was Anja who fed Toki, bathed him, clothed him, provided subdued reassurance when he was scolded. And it was Anja, coming to awaken her son, that discovered him discovering himself.
The clearly adult desire on Toki's young face coupled with the primal grunts he made while stroking himself drove a cold fear into her. Desire had prompted Aslaug to take a wife, and that desire had translated to torture for Anja. She had hoped against nature that her son would eschew sex, not because of pious duty, but because of decency.
Anja stepped away from his door. She was losing him, both to age and hormones. Inevitable though it was, she was not ready for her son to grow up. She was even less ready for Aslaug to teach him that the right thing was to put off his lust until he could condemn a young woman to a life of servitude and violation in the name of holy matrimony. It was with this reason Anja justified the unthinkable. She would turn to Aslaug for discipline.