A glimpse into Mota's life
Sula was sitting at her desk, pouring over the latest sales and stock records. A small knock on the door, Sula looked up, “Enter.â€Her eldest sauntered through the doors, firmly closing them behind her. Sula gave her an annoyed sigh. “Mota…good to see you have returned. Have you made progress? I don’t need to remind you how important it is that we have a female born with aetheric abilities.â€
Mota sits down, crossing her legs and lounging back in the chair with a confident smirk. “Like I said, it has all been taken care of.â€
Sula tilts her head, her eyes narrowing, “Oh?â€
Mota smiles wider, “He has been obeying as I said he would. I am sure I will be with child soon enough.†Something flashed in her eyes and Sula frowned as she caught it.
“Mota…might I remind you that there is no place for…feelings here. Your sister failed us enough in that department. Just complete your duty.â€
Mota laughs it off lightly, “Like you said, seduction skills are all I need. Between that and his submission, this is purely a business arrangement.â€
Sula looks back down to her books, waving Mota off, “Good. Please report back in a few days…I want this done soon.â€
Mota sat for a few more moments, watching her mother before standing up, “I have given him the freedom to come and go. And the right to speak. I know he told Poe the other evening.â€
Sula slammed the book shut, standing up to glare at Mota in the eyes, “What?â€
It was Mota’s turn to wave off her mother in a dismissive manner. “She won’t interfere.†Sula clearly was not as convinced. A sharp knock on the door caused both women to turn. Another Miqo’te female entered, looking apologetic and nervous.
“Matron…there…there is a visitor here to see you.â€
Sula and Mota looked to each other with smile. “I guess she has come by to chat.â€
