i believe in love

This hadn’t been a competition. They weren’t at war with each other. If anything, Liora wanted them to be soldiers on the same side of the battle, the two of them against the world if that was the way it had to be, but the little thrill of victory when Remy acquiesced to her request to talk was undeniable. Liora liked to be good at things. Good at business, good at marriage. In so many ways, the two went hand in hand, especially with Remy.

“Thank you,” she answered pleasantly as Remy invited her to sit. She did so, looking her future wife over with subtlety. In her workout clothes, Liora could see the majority of Remy’s frame. She was slight, but you couldn’t call her vulnerable. She had the lean and sinewy look of someone who was both agile and tough. Even her face wasn’t soft or dainty. She was undeniably beautiful, but she looked like she spent a lot of time frowning. Liora had come to talk business but she’d have been lying if she said her mind didn’t wander a little as she got a proper look at the woman in front of her. At least her father had chosen someone she was attracted to, and she felt a little tingle in her stomach when Remy told her she had her full attention. “Well, that’s a good start to a marriage,” she answered, a small glimmering smile that could be perhaps taken for flirtation, or perhaps not.

“It’s always interesting when the first question your fiancee asks about your future together is whether you can defend yourself or not.” She gave a small chuckle. “Hopefully it’s not you I’ll be defending myself from.” Her words came across as joking, but she was laying the groundwork. She wanted Remy to know that delicate as she might be in some ways, she was no doormat, and she wouldn’t be in a relationship - even a business one - with someone who mistreated her. “I have basic self-defense and firearms training,” she answered, more seriously this time. “But please, feel free to show me more. Now I’m going to throw you a curveball.” She paused, just for a moment. “Do you want children?”

Remy’s lips twitched into a half smile; a sight that not many people saw often. “Well, I am far from uninteresting. So you should expect the unexpected from me at all times. I am rarely ever boring and I rarely ever do anything by the book. I do things as I want and that is that,” Remy replied, her expression going back to its neutral state. Though she and Liora had not been speaking long, so far she enjoyed their conversation and the way that Liora carried herself. Though she looked fragile like a mouse, Liora was strong and apparently could carry her own, something that Remy admired in women. Especially, when those women were her women - or rather, her wife. While she still wasn’t sure if she was happy with the idea of an arranged marriage, she was at least okay with the idea of marrying a woman like Liora.

“Good. I would have no problem teaching you more. I think it would be a great way for us to get to know one another. Bond. ” Remy moved her hand and rested her chin in it, her cat-like eyes searching Liora’s for any sign of fear and intimidation as she spoke to her. She picked up on nothing except Liora’s confident body language, but she kept watch of her, highly appreciative of her bravery.  

The topic of children was a surprise to her, yet something she expected. While she didn’t have time for children, she knew that she would need an heir to inherit her family’s empire someday. It was something that would need to happen. “I don’t want one any time soon, but I will need a child in the future. I will not be having the child, however. The child would either have to be carried by you, or we’d have to adopt.” She said the words swiftly, in one quick sweep. “Do you not want children?” Her eyebrow perched as she looked Liora directly in the eyes, curious to see if she was full of another surprise, and was perhaps, not a woman with a maternal instinct.