*she flicks at an invisible piece of dust on her sleeve* At least you were favorable enough to have a mother. To my knowledge, we do not have mothers, the Anglian kingdoms. *she shrugs it off with a roll of her eyes* Our fathers were priests and soldiers who were kind enough to throw us scraps of food before battle.
I believe the true question stands: would you have his children?
Barely knew my mother though, she disappeared when I started walking. It was the elders that raised my siblings and me.
You and yours didn’t have any mothers at all? Huh… I always thought kingdoms had ‘em… Guess that debunks one of my theories on how we came about then.
/Corazon shrugs and sighs, stretching her arms before folding them behind her head.
Mm… The men raised us just as well as the women did. Taught us how to fight but kept us out of the real thing unless we were hunting. I miss those moments sometimes…
/She jolts from Aethel’s question, a nervous laugh escaping her lips.
That’s a loaded question, don’t you think?
No, I won’t.
At least… Not now… Maybe… I don’t know…
I’d make a horrible mother anyways, being practically married to my duties as the Philippines.
Besides… I’d have to marry him first. As ‘relaxed’ of a Catholic I am, I still hold onto those principles.