Blackfeather Woods my sun and stars

She watched her children as Damien swallowed the revelation of her daughters to-be role. No doubt he'd have some hesitancy given her age, yet, it was a plan over time that would take long to formulate. Not one of immediate effect, of course, for the girl still had to mature in body and in mind. She could not present a girl to Damien, but a woman — when the time came. The dark woman suppressed the urge to chuckle at his stunned reaction and flustered tone, one of which she had hardly witnessed before. “Yes,” Her opposing calm reply came, fairly certain with the future paved out for her child and the future of the Brotherhood. 

"The brotherhood must succeed by blood, there would be no better advantage than to join our lines officially," She was simple about it, having retold herself the same thing multiple times before. It was something she took seriously, for it was her daughter, her future with someone she could not choose but be granted to. "I would not promise such a thing on a light heart," She turned to him at last, awaiting his decision. If he did not approve, that would be it. Yet, the woman only seen the good and little troubles in a union between them. Age was something fixed easily by time.