The chosen 2
Over a year had passed since you’d been chosen. A ‘simple’ girl with
nothing to say but everything to give. You’d been scared at first yes
but after warming up to your husband he proved to be a good and loving
husband. Perhaps a bit to loving.
Each morning started out early. Despite your now huge belly you didn’t stop working the stall your husband had managed to get you. You couldn’t quite keep up with the demand yourself though so as soon as you woke you gave him a gentle shake before shoving him over and slapping his ass hard. A muffled groan and “IM AWAKE!” would answer you.
The afternoons were best. You
usually sold out of the sausage rolls by snack time. Little dirty green
hands sneaking them away and their father’s bringing them back by the
ear so they could pay you.
Your favorite part was how Gograk
would start humming a song and pull you into a dance. It would spark the
whole marketplace into life and occasionally kids would join in or the
other vendors would start chanting an up beat song and watch.
Today was no different so when he went to pull you to your feet you went with him. There was no wild swinging around like he’d done when you were still barely even pregnant. Now the steps were more like him dancing around you and you just trying to keep up, swaying and bouncing slightly. Until your water broke of course.