"Are you excited for the news, Queen Y/N, King Enji?" you nodded furiously, trying to seem happy. "Well, you're expecting. It's a bit too early to tell if it's twins, but It might be." you gasped, tears welling up.
No, no, no! You didn't want this! You wanted- what did you want? You wanted a nice life in your village. Maybe fall in love with someone, but you didn't want to be kidnapped and forced into- into- into whatever the hell was happening!
"Is there anything else you could do to know if it's twins?" you turned your head. Why did Enji care so much? He only needed one heir, not two. "Let's just go. I'm tired." you tried to remove your hand from his, but he didn't let you, his grip getting tighter.
"No."
"I said I'm tired. You have your tests, you can see from them. I'm going, Enji." you tried to stand up, but he jerked you back down onto the bed. "You're not leaving. We're seeing if there's any way if we can tell if you're carrying twins."
You slammed the door behind you, the tears already streaming down your face. "Why did you do that?! You're a queen, you can't just throw tantrums!" Enji scolded, and you took a step back, shock covering your face.
"I can't just- I can't just throw tantrums?!? Do you even know what you're saying? I'm a fucking child myself!" you started to pace, not noticing how Shoto was standing outside of the door, listening in. "I don't want children!"
"It's a requirement of you!"
"Oh, really? Was fucking- was kidnapping me a requirement?! Was knocking me out and bringing me to your palace a requirement?! Was forcing me to have your kids- oh wait, it was! It's a fucking requirement! You don't even understand!" you screamed, not caring about your volume level.
"Your feelings don't matter."
"Okay, okay. Fine. My feelings don't matter? Well, I hope your next wife's feelings matter, because I'm leaving! I'm not living my life like this!" you turned to exit, but he grabbed your arm. His hand was scorching hot.
"You're not leaving! You're not allowed!" something in you snapped, and you started to laugh. You doubled over, the force of your movements bringing tears to your eyes. It was a maniac laugh, the laugh of someone who was on the brink of insanity. Which you were. You had been pushed and pushed and pushed, and now you couldn't handle any more.
"I don't want your kid. I don't want your kid. I don't want your kid." your knees buckled, and you landed in a heap of limbs on the cold floor. It was warmer than the man you slept with at night, at least.
"You're having that child. You don't have a say in this." Enji declared, before he left the room, leaving you alone with nothing but your thoughts.
haha is this my attempt at angst? you know it baby
