Looking down at her own body as the yelling in the nearby glade ceased, Maya pondered her own prediciment for the first time. She was with child, Thasmudyans child, and now she knew he never even loved her. Unlike that man, who loved Sanria so much, even though she loved another... Love? Maya snorted at the rediculousness of her thoughts? Love? No, Not her.
She could hasten the pregnancy along, or let it take its own course, it didnt matter to her which way it happened, she wasnt going to keep the child, The pregnancy would suit her purpose, long enough to destory the families happy end, and she would offer the half drow bastard up to the order, it was bad enough she had to live under this guise as a human, let alone birthing a half breed.
"Time to get on with it then, be seeing you soon, Colin." she muttered to herself, pushing up from the rocks by the falls, Maya staggered out, Slashing her flesh willingly on the rocks, Maya made her way toward the tiny little cabbin, allowing a gut renching scream, she pitched foward, face down into the ground about 20 paces from the caverns entrance and waited, her blood soaking into her garments.
