Hello everyone! Here is a fluff ErLu I've written. The story idea came from a Roleplay I'm doing with my girlfriend. The idea being that one of Lucy's betrothed was Erza. I thought of this as a story for the person I was rping with (author QueenBluestar10. She has an ErLu up if you're interested) but I decide to sort of tweak it and publish it here as a fluff since I don't have much time to work on my other ErLu story. So...enjoy and tell me if you want the next chapter up.
Layla Heartfilia's POV
I sit at the dinner. Lucy and her doll, her 'little sister', sit at my left and Jude sits on my right. He sips his tea and looks at his watch. "Twenty minutes" he murmurs.
"You know half an hour away from your study won't kill you" I say.
"I know dearest." He looks down at Lucy and smiles. "How are you today, Lucy?"
"Great. I made a new outfit for Michelle!" She holds up the doll so we both can see the construction paper dress adorned by her. "Isn't it pretty?"
"That's very pretty" Jude says.
I softly smile. "Indeed."
"It's a wedding dress," she says, brightly smiling. "One day I want to have a pretty dress like hers."
"You will, and you'll have a husband with his handsome tux," I say.
"Or a wife with a pretty dress, too," Lucy tells us, speaking quietly.
Jude nearly slams down his water glass. "A girl…."He nearly glares at her.
"Y-yeah…d-daddy…I want to marry a girl…"she stutters.
I try to laugh it off. "Jude, she doesn't know what she means."
"I do! I want a relationship like you and daddy but…with another girl."
"Not allowed." Jude stands. "Nobles marry other nobles and I've yet to find another noble we have business to do with who has a daughter, let alone one who would…be like that." He walks off before another word can be spoken.
I grimace.
"Does he mean that…mommy?"
"No, sweetie, your daddy loves you no matter who you love." I kiss her cheek. "Now go, I'm sure the maid has drawn the bath for you."
"Okay mommy." She gets out of her seat and walks off.
I quickly walk to Jude's study. "What in the hell was that?" I ask him.
"You don't have a problem with it?" he grumbles.
"No. She's our daughter, Jude. Our only child, she deserves to be accepted for who she is. Having you lower her self-esteem by saying that she's…not normal or good enough isn't being what being a father is about."
"I didn't say it wasn't normal or good."
"You might as well have!"
He sighs. "What do you want me to do then?"
"She'll be going to bed in about half an hour. Go talk to her before she does."
"But in the future…she'll never be able to get married."
I walk closer to his desk. "We can make it work, if she marries someone who isn't a noble…so be it. As long as she's happy, I mean we worked into our rank, people can marry in. It's fairly blocked off but…sometimes that's how things work."
He sighs. "Alright, but it's going to take time to get used to it. Just…she's five…how could she know?"
"People just do sometimes. She's still our daughter. You still love her, right, Jude?"
"Of course I do!" He adjusts his suit jacket and stands. He walks to me and softly kisses me.
"Good." I smile. "And there can be noblewomen who love other women."
"I think I have an idea," he mumbles.
"Who?" I tilt my head.
In the customs you find a betrothed to your child at a young age. The fathers discuss, it's a deal they make most likely. Most of our 'friends' are 'fortunate' to have sons, so Jude has been talking to them, to get Lucy a husband but now that she is going to most likely have a wife…that'll prove to make things harder.
They have to know the other young, I guess so that they don't feel like they've been practically sold off to a stranger. I don't like this way of choosing our daughter's future like this.
"The Flora family," he says.
Thorne and Cynthia Flora, close friends of ours since before either of us got the status we have now. They started off before we did, turning the small family smith's shop into an empire, a chain, commonly known. Their family is also known for their magic ability. The boys become mason workers, making tools, armors and weapons and the women become knights, protecting others, but never really belong to a monarch, just the general public is who they protect without order.
They have a daughter a few years older than Lucy.
"You'll have to talk to Thorne then, let the girls meet."
"Yes I know." He walks to the door. "I'll be off to talk to my daughter now."
"Good."
Jude Heartfilia's POV
I walk into Lucy's room. One of the maid's reads to her, usually Layla's treat. She stops reading a fairy tale and walks out after saying goodnight to Lucy. I sit at the edge of Lucy's bed. She looks down at her small hands.
"Darling…"I scoot a bit closer. "What I said earlier…I was just shocked by your words. You can love who you want..."
"Am I really never going to be able to find a wife?" she whispers.
"No, you're going to grow up to be beautiful, Lucy, and you're so kind and intelligent. It'll be easy to find a suitor but love…it's hard for everyone." I take her small hands into both of my hands. "You know all those boys you've been playing with?"
"Yeah…you said one day they might be my husbands…"
"Well…I think I have one girl you would probably have fun with."
Her face lights up. She always did that for Layla. I never really can make her so bright. I feel proud that I could this time. "Really?"
"Yes."
She jumps up and hugs me. "When, daddy?!" she squeals. Her loudness makes my head hurt a bit but I kept my smile.
"Soon, maybe in a week or so."
"Yay!" She kisses my cheek. "Thank you daddy. I love you!"
I smile and put her back into her place under her covers and tuck her back in. "I just want you to be happy, my little star." I kiss her forehead. "Now time to go to sleep."
"Okay, I love you, daddy."
"I love you, too, Lucy." I turn off the light and turn on her night light. I walk out and shut the door.
"Not so hard." I jump and quickly turn to see Layla. Damn her for scaring me!
"You shouldn't sneak up on me."
"Couldn't help it, you're easy to scare, dear." She kisses my cheek.
I roll my eyes. "You'll be the reason I keel from a heart attack."
She softly laughs. "Oh really?"
"Really." She's annoying. She's odd.
"You still love me though, right?"
"Of course." She's the love of my life. I wouldn't change a hair on her body.
"You think she'll find love?"
"I don't want to let her go."
I know I have to one day give my daughter away, but that doesn't mean I like it. She's my only child. I want her to be happy but, I just rue the day a man...or rather a woman will come in and sweep her off her feet and out of my life.
"Neither of us do."
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