Eleniel: Eleniel rose to her feet, her hands clasping nervously in front of her. She had known this confrontation was inevitable. Ever since her marriage with her current husband six years ago, whispers about the barrenness in Sinclair House had circulated throughout the district. “Where is your honor?” her husband spat with rumbling anger. "I took you from your previous miserable life, because you've promised me a perfect son. A lineage to carry on my name. Yet I have nothing.” *He added as his anger peaked. Eleniel lips parted, trembling as she tried to form words. “My lord... I have done all that I can do, prayers, offerings, medicines and any,...” Her sentences cut short. “All lies!” Her husband yelled as he cut her off, his face contorted in anger. "Please, please my Lord,... please give me more,..." She paused as they heard rustling sounds from her trunk that located bellow her bed. "time,..." she said as she realize that the sounds, might advancing her current husband's anger. "I'll give you three more months, if you failed to get pregnant during that periods, I'll kill whatever lies inside your God Damn Trunk!" her husband said angrily. "And don't forget about where you belong, I've no doubt to sent you there!" her husband added as he leaves her chamber. As her chamber return to its silences, she fel that recent confrontation have cut her deeper than any blade. Eleniel felt her throat tighten, the threat of tears burning her eyes, but she held them back.