Hello, My Darling Wife

[color=#eeeeee][font=Arial, sans-serif]“Father.”[/font][/color]

[color=#eeeeee][font=Arial, sans-serif]“I’m just saying that give this one a chance.  We could do a lot worse.”[/font][/color]

[color=#eeeeee][font=Arial, sans-serif]Kaczor looked at the file in front of her, sighing gently as she rubbed the scar along her palm, an accident back in mage training, a careless knife, and a small tussle with a boy.  She had presented differently then, but had still been Kaczor – she had never changed her name, felt no need to.  This was the name her mother gave her, so she would keep it.  It had caused quite a stir in society when she had come home, only fractionally.  It had been glossed over in barely a week, which had been fantastic in her mind.[/font][/color]

[color=#eeeeee][font=Arial, sans-serif]“Set the meeting then.”[/font][/color]


[color=#eeeeee][font=Arial, sans-serif]A week later now, and Kac was sitting in a small solar, the plants within tilting towards the glass windows to gather as much light and warmth as possible there in the afternoon sunshine.  Word had been sent to the family to bring the girl to the manor for a meeting, and then, Gods willing, a deal would be struck.  Kaczor really shouldn’t have bothered.  This one was great on paper, the best out of all of them, and try as she might have, she couldn’t find anything too damning to turn her off the prospect of later today having finally secured a wife.[/font][/color]

[color=#eeeeee][font=Arial, sans-serif]Well, as long as said woman was fine with marrying another woman, and wasn’t like the last few that had come to try and win the hand of the heir.  A few men had tried too, but Kac had turned them aside just as readily as she had the women.  All foppish, rude people – thinking that their place in society gave them the right to do as they pleased, when they pleased.  Money only went so far – a name though.  And this woman had the right name, on paper, of course.[/font][/color]

[color=#eeeeee][font=Arial, sans-serif]“Better like plants.. I’m not getting rid of the solar,” she said aloud, mainly to herse[/font][font=Arial, sans-serif]lf, as she touched the large broad leaf of the plant she stood beside.[/font][/color]