At thirty-two the woman could have been mistaken for Mirabella’s sister … they appeared so alike, with the exception of a thickened waist and generous breast of her mother, they bore exactly the same countenance.
She put her arm around her beloved daughter.
“I promise to take care of him - he will not want while you are away.”
She also was saddened, but this was because she did not want her daughter to leave.
Monastical life is no life for a young girl, she had told her. But what if this husband would take the life from her? How could she be sure that he would treat her Mirabella well? She shuddered at the thought of relations, having only one dark memory where she was forced beyond her will.
- Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances
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