Delphine blinked in surprise as she looked around at everyone who had accepted the reality without hesitation.
Honestly, she had expected resistance, doubt, maybe even rejection. The moment they learned Aether was cursed, and that the curse could pass on to them, to their children, she had prepared herself for the worst... all leaving them.
Yet these women stood there.
Delphine frowned deeply, her voice trembling as she spoke. "Do you not understand what this means?" she asked, her hands clenching weakly as her emotions surged.
"Even those who carry his blood would be cursed. That means his children… our children."
They looked at her in silence, small frowns forming as their gazes dropped.
Confusion flickered in their eyes, followed by hesitation, the kind that came not from doubt, but from thinking too deeply.
No matter the world, no matter the power they wielded, no parent would ever want their child to be born cursed.
