Ch.3
As difficult it was to openly discuss their past it was nesscary to clear the air.
Igor felt feeling the weight of the responsibilty solely fall upon his shoulders. He could not deny his role and would not let Nanny carry the weight of their burden alone.
"It happened many centuries ago, Milord," Igor confessed, his eyes appeared vacant. "back when we were both very young," he became sad when it was a subject of importance. "I think it was around the time of your great-great-great-great grandfather's I believe."
"Yes," Nanny blushed. "I remember it like it was just yesterday."
"In that case," Duckula said, with a shudder. " I don't have to guess what it was you two were up to."
Igor was honestly happy to know he didn't have to make himself explicitly clear.
"It was around the time Mr. Igor was courting me when it happened," Nanny recollected, smiling sadly.
Nanny and Igor exchanged brief eye contact with one another.
Igor coughed politely. "Of course there were temptations that were too hard for myself not to resist-"
"Please," Duckula gasped. "spare me the details." he begged as he understood what his servants were implying. "you made your point now get to the part that's been troubling you."
"Yes, Milord," said Igor.
Abruptly Nanny was stunned into silence her eyes were fixated on a point in the distance; she was doing her best to fight against the flourish of emotion. The hot stinging tears were pricking at her eyes once again.
Her eyes felt as though they were burning.
"Now, now, Nanny," Duckula said, soothingly. "it's these kinds of things you gotta let yourself cry over." he laid a gentle hand on Nanny's wrist.
"Thank you me Lordship," Nanny said, blinking tears from her eyes. "that's very kind of you."
Igor cleared his throat then exclaimed. "Nanny soon became pregnant-"
Interrupting Duckula inhaled a shaky breath. "so both of you were going to be parents?" he asked.
He could feel the plot thickening, maybe he shouldn't have bothered asking in the first place now that he knew the trouble he was getting into.
"That's right," Nanny managed to utter. "we were going to a raise a child of our very own. It was that great grandfather of yer's that was happy hear the news. Don't get me started on Igor here-"
"Nanny, please," Igor said, giving a nervous little laugh.
"A good provider he promised to be," said Nanny. "loyal to his Lordship and family." she recited.
Igor smacked his forehead with the palm of his hand listening to Duckula chuckle. In spite of the mood of the conversation and Igor's desperate attempt to hide his soft side; which was one of the reasons behind keeping the past hidden. It was the revelation of the traumatic event that transpired when Duckula listened with a sympathetic ear.