Roxton blinked Margueuerite looked pregnant! But she couldn't be, could she? Sure she was wearing Veronica's cloak, and looked a little..... not happy. Roxton glanced towards Challenger and Malone who had turned to watch Veronica, they too seemed shocked when they saw Marguerite.
Veronica made her way down the hillside, hanging on to Margurite's elbow. "Waddle!" she whispered to the older woman.
"Veronica, how?!" she whispered back.
Veronica rolled her eyes, "Like a penguin. We're almost there," Veronica nearly lost it laughing when Marguerite tried to 'waddle', but it was quite convincing.
A man approached them from below, "You are his mate?" Chartack asked Marguerite.
Marguerite cleared her throat and rested a hand on her 'stomach', "That's right, what are you doing to my husband?" she questioned, still not believing that she was doing this.
Chartack eyed her, "The child is his?" he questioned.
By now Chartack had led them near the block and it was Roxton who replied. "Of course it's mine," he said indignantly. "What are you doing here my sweet?" he questioned Marguerite.
She frowned at him for the use of 'sweet', "Why my dear, to save your life," the sweetness in her voice caused Veronica to choke on her laughter.
"Who is she?" Chartack asked looking upon the choking huntress.
Marguerite saw her chance and took it. "This is Malone's mate, she too is expecting," Veronica's head snapped up, her eyes wide.
Chartack eyed the flat plane of her stomach, "She dosen't appear to be," he stated.
"No of course not she is not very far along," Marguerite quickly covered.
Chartack seemed to buy this, "Who is Malone?" he suddenly asked.
Veronica didn't reply, Marguerite had started this mess with her, so let Marguerite take care of it, she simply smiled sweetly and rested a hand on her 'empty' and flat abs. "That's me, she my mate. She carries my child," it was Malone himself that replied from his prison.
Veronica turned and eyed him. "Your... Malone is not sentenced to die. This man, " he pointed to Roxton, "Is. His life will be spared untill the birth as according to our laws, you will be housed in a hut, and taken care of." he gestured to the guards, who hauled Roxton to his feet and returned him to the others. That done he gestured to the women to follow, then showed them to a hut. It was spacious for a hut, contained a cot and several blankets. It had a small fire pit near the back and a pile of stocked wood.
"Thank you....... um what's your name?" Marguerite asked.
"Chartack," was all he replied beofre stepping out and leaving the two alone.
"'This is Malone's mate, she too is expecting!'" Veronica quoted back to Marguerite.
Marguerite shrugged he shoulders, "If I have to be Roxton's wife and carry his 'child' it's only fair for you to be Malone's. I left it so you can move openly," she reminded Veronica.
Veronica sat on the cot, "I suppose it's not that bad, if Ned get's into trouble he won't be killed," she sighed. "We probly have about two monthes to figuere a way to get the guys out of here," Veronica said as several plans worked in her mind.
Marguerite silently struggled to sit, she may not be really pregnant but it was still difficult to move with all that padding around her waist. Finally she just fell back, "How?" she asked Veronica.
A smile lit Veronica eyes, "I think I've got it," she said. "We wait a month to convince them that you really are pregnant. Then you 'go into labor' you'll scream and while your distracting everyone I'll get to the men and release them!" Veronica informed her partner of her plan.
A quick fix.
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Veronica made her way down the hillside, hanging on to Margurite's elbow. "Waddle!" she whispered to the older woman.
"Veronica, how?!" she whispered back.
Veronica rolled her eyes, "Like a penguin. We're almost there," Veronica nearly lost it laughing when Marguerite tried to 'waddle', but it was quite convincing.
A man approached them from below, "You are his mate?" Chartack asked Marguerite.
Marguerite cleared her throat and rested a hand on her 'stomach', "That's right, what are you doing to my husband?" she questioned, still not believing that she was doing this.
Chartack eyed her, "The child is his?" he questioned.
By now Chartack had led them near the block and it was Roxton who replied. "Of course it's mine," he said indignantly. "What are you doing here my sweet?" he questioned Marguerite.
She frowned at him for the use of 'sweet', "Why my dear, to save your life," the sweetness in her voice caused Veronica to choke on her laughter.
"Who is she?" Chartack asked looking upon the choking huntress.
Marguerite saw her chance and took it. "This is Malone's mate, she too is expecting," Veronica's head snapped up, her eyes wide.
Chartack eyed the flat plane of her stomach, "She dosen't appear to be," he stated.
"No of course not she is not very far along," Marguerite quickly covered.
Chartack seemed to buy this, "Who is Malone?" he suddenly asked.
Veronica didn't reply, Marguerite had started this mess with her, so let Marguerite take care of it, she simply smiled sweetly and rested a hand on her 'empty' and flat abs. "That's me, she my mate. She carries my child," it was Malone himself that replied from his prison.
Veronica turned and eyed him. "Your... Malone is not sentenced to die. This man, " he pointed to Roxton, "Is. His life will be spared untill the birth as according to our laws, you will be housed in a hut, and taken care of." he gestured to the guards, who hauled Roxton to his feet and returned him to the others. That done he gestured to the women to follow, then showed them to a hut. It was spacious for a hut, contained a cot and several blankets. It had a small fire pit near the back and a pile of stocked wood.
"Thank you....... um what's your name?" Marguerite asked.
"Chartack," was all he replied beofre stepping out and leaving the two alone.
"'This is Malone's mate, she too is expecting!'" Veronica quoted back to Marguerite.
Marguerite shrugged he shoulders, "If I have to be Roxton's wife and carry his 'child' it's only fair for you to be Malone's. I left it so you can move openly," she reminded Veronica.
Veronica sat on the cot, "I suppose it's not that bad, if Ned get's into trouble he won't be killed," she sighed. "We probly have about two monthes to figuere a way to get the guys out of here," Veronica said as several plans worked in her mind.
Marguerite silently struggled to sit, she may not be really pregnant but it was still difficult to move with all that padding around her waist. Finally she just fell back, "How?" she asked Veronica.
A smile lit Veronica eyes, "I think I've got it," she said. "We wait a month to convince them that you really are pregnant. Then you 'go into labor' you'll scream and while your distracting everyone I'll get to the men and release them!" Veronica informed her partner of her plan.
A quick fix.
I'll give you more later.
R&R!
MWB.
FeedBack: rox15us@yahoo.com