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The world was in turmoil but Katrina did not feel the woes of the land tonight. Her first love, her only love, Victor was sound asleep beside her. How she loved to lay quietly and hear the rhythm of his breathing. So soft, so delicate. She shifted carefully to face him, or rather, his back. He always seemed to sleep on his right side. Her hand reached out ever so gently and her soft hands brushed against his bare back. The smallest purrs of satisfaction echoed out from his lips. She knew she should leave him to his rest but her soul ached for his touch again.

Even with her belly showing the slightest signs of her pregnancy, Victor had made passionate love to her. With her body glowing in femininity, the mere touch from him had sent her reeling. Happy to be with him this night, she leaned closer and gently kissed him between his shoulder blades. His musky scent filled her nostrils and she shuddered. She never wanted this feeling to end. Reluctantly, she slid out of the bed and went to the window. Victor stirred then, calling out to her.

"Something wrong, Kat?"

"Nay, my love." She answered. "The chamber pot calls again. Take rest and I will return to your side shortly."

She also needed some fresh air but she left that information out of her response. In her condition, Vic had become increasingly protective and would insist on sitting out on the small balcony of their room with her. She needed to be alone, to bond with the life growing steadily in her womb.

Sitting slowly in the rocker Vic lovingly bought for her, part of the many things he would purchase for their child's room he had said, and she quickly put her hands to her belly as the baby swirled within. She closed her eyes and smiled as the wee babe kicked fiercely against her pressing hand. A lot of his father in him, she mused. She did not entertain the thought of having a girl. Something deep inside of her told her it was a son and he would be strong and healthy, giving both parents the love they had missed out in their own lives.

Not that Katrina was saddened wholly about being raised by her Uncle but she wondered often in her life what the bond between her parents would have been like had they been given the chance to know her. The Iron Ring took all chance of that away and ultimately stole her Uncle as well. The smallest of tears etched down her face at the memory. The Iron Ring might be scattered but an evil such as that could not be quelled forever. She winced and tossed those unpleasant memories to the winds, not wanting the baby to despair. Only happy thoughts would enter her mind so her child would smile more than frown. A light tune came to her lips and her toes launched the rocker into its back and forth tempo. Humming softly, she moving her hands with great care along her growing belly and the baby moved with her. Her breath became a steady pattern and the smile was broad on her lips as she kept her eyes lightly shut, dreaming of a bright future with the family her and Victor had started with two simple words. I do.

A sharp pain lanced through Katrina's arm and she shot awake, not even realizing she had fallen asleep in the rocker. She blinked in surprise at the woman standing in front of her. With dark raven hair, she stared intensely at Katrina and brought a scowl to her lips. The woman's dress was simple enough, a barmaid's by the look of it.

"So you think you're the one, do you?" The woman spat. Katrina was baffled. What in the world could this woman be talking about?

"Ye know how often your prize in there as sought comfort in my arms? You think for all that beauty you'll be able to keep him after your breasts sag and you stay plump well after that brat is born? He'll be back in Aleesha's arms in no time and you'll be forgotten just as fast." Aleesha stood straight as an arrow and her ample bosom nearly spilled out of the front of her blouse.

Katrina gave a cry of shock as she looked down at herself. The delicate bulge of the baby was gone and replaced with generous rolls of fat. Her once firm breasts now rested on those rolls. Her lip trembled slightly as she looked around, not believing what she saw but the illusion did not fade.

"Ye don't know what you're talking about! Victor loves me no matter what and no two copper whore will change what he feels for me." Katrina found she did not have the strength to stand, her new girth pressed firmly to the sides of the rocking chair. Aleesha laughed mockingly at her.

"You're a bigger fool than I thought if you think someone who beds at least one wench in every town he goes to will ever stay by your side. He'll grow bored of you yet."

Before a retort came to Katrina's lips, another woman stepped out of the shadows and yet another. One's hair was blonde and framed her thin face, accenting her cool green eyes. Eyes almost the color of Katrina's. The other was the most regal of the three. She looked down her nose at Katrina.

"This is the woman who claims he will be true to her, Aleesha?"

"Aye, Madam Belgaroth." Aleesha sneered.

"Preposterous. Even Kedra is a better companion over her. She looks like she's only good for birthing his offspring. Well, at least that will keep her hands full so he can make his rounds."

"Stop it!" Katrina screamed, her body tearing free of the chair. "I don't know who ye are but ye best leave now!" Katrina stepped forward and flailed her hands forward to shove Aleesha back, promptly losing her balance when her hands past through the woman. She tumbled to the ground, her elbow scraping against the wooden planks. The cruel laughter of the women echoed in her ears as she turn to cry out to Vic only to feel the words constrict in her throat.

She saw Vic inside entertaining all three women. Their hands moved over his body and he centered in on Aleesha, hooking his hand under her chin before giving her a deep, probing kiss. She eagerly threw her hands around his neck even as he pressed her closer. Katrina pounded on the glass that separated her from the room Vic and her shared but they heard her not. Her eyes widened as the three blended into one, her raven hair swirling as Victor combed his fingertips through it.

"Please, my love! Do not be tempted!" The tears choked her words and she watched in despair as he touched this woman in the same manner he had touched her. A faint voice, cold and void of emotion, whispered in her ear.

"He will not hear you, fool. He is mine." The steely male voice hissed. "Long has he walked the path I lead him on. Not even someone as pure as yourself can save his soul."

"Lies! Begone with your forked tongue!" Katrina's voice trembled as a small fire started to swell inside her. Victor laid the woman on their marriage bed, his kisses slowly creeping down her belly and beyond. "Victor! Hear me love!"

Forceful hands whipped Katrina around and she stared into the most hideous face she ever laid eyes on. His lips were burned into a permanent sneer and his jagged teeth were displayed to the world. His eyes were fiery emeralds, blazing in blue and green tones. His flesh swirled on his face, first appearing almost feminine then returning to masculine.

"What do you have to offer him? A family? I can take that as easily as I did before and show him he needs none of it to sustain his life. How easy is it for me to whisper empty promises to boost his desires and make my reins even tighter on his soul. You are nothing but another vassal for him to spill his seed in to sate his lust. That you carry his offspring means nothing to him." His sharp claws dung into to her flesh and she whimpered.

"Ye do not know him" Her words were but a whisper.

"Know him? I created him! I made him what he is today. Greed, desire, lust. I twist and shape his very existence, making him crave more than he'll ever achieve. You will never change what he is and I will not allow you to. Look upon the one you love!" He spun her around, twisting her arm behind her back as he pressed her against the glass. "Look how easily he has forgotten you."

The newly formed woman was caressing him in an intimate manner and something snapped inside Katrina. This was not as it should be. She knew her Vic's heart and he was not the man she saw in front of her. Her stubbornness on some things had caused him to storm from a room on occasion and perhaps he did seek solace in another woman's arms but one thing Katrina knew deep down in side would never waver. Their love for each other. So deep it ran inside them it would forever stay rooted in their souls. No one could change that. Not some whore who knows nothing of true love and the inseparable ties it creates nor the thing that whispered ill words into her ear now.

"You are wrong!" Snapping her head back, she hit the man full-force on his lipless mouth and heard a satisfying crunch. The grip on her arm vanished and she whirled away from the man. Her shift flowed about her as she stood defiantly. No longer was she bloated and unsteady on her feet. She was once again the strong woman that fell in love with a rogue they said could not be caught by it.

"Our love knows no shame, knows no secrets. We are true to ourselves and no one will ever come between the bond we share." As her hand stretched out before her, a magnificent bow materialized in her hand. The fine yew bow was etched with the flora and fauna of the land, coming together in a never ending swirl of patterns. The design matched the one on the rings Katrina and Victor bore on their fingers as a symbol of their commitment to each other. Drawing the string back with elegant ease, a fiery arrow burst into existence. "Your attempts are futile and shall die with you." Her fingers spayed and the arrow flew straight into the thing's chest, knocking him to the ground with a gurgled cry. Her arms dropped to her side and the bow transformed into her shining long sword. The patterns of the bow sprang into being on her glowing blade.

She poised to strike over the monster as acrid smoke wafted from the hole in his chest where her arrow once rested. A hot wind tore at her shift, further accenting her shapely curves. Hair dark brown hair glistening and her green eyes held the fire of swift vengeance. The blade lifted and started its decent but as it reached the monster's chest, it vanished as words filtered into Katrina's ear.

"Aleesha, my love. The night is ours." Vic's voice boomed in her ears and she fell to her knees shaking. No longer on the balcony, she was beside the bed watching in horror as two forms, Victor and Aleesha, writhed in decadence. The laughter in her head was back in a deafening roar and tears streaked down her cheeks, leaving a crystallized line down her neck. The monster she slew was gone and Victor now stood by her, Aleesha fast in his arms. Kats breath swirled in the air before it caught in her throat, Victors hollow words echoing off the walls.

"I have needs, Katrina. Needs you will never understand. You are too set in your ways to ever make me happy as I need to be. I was a fool to pledge my love to you fully." A cruel smile formed on Aleesha's lips as Katrina backed away from the pair. Victor turned his attention to the willing and eager woman in his arms. His kisses were fierce and trailed down Aleeshas neck.

You will never be rid of me. For as long as Victor has needs you cannot provide, I will be here to take him time and time again.

"No, no, no..." The words came over and over. Katrina rose to her feet and backed away from the sight, her arms held protectively to ward off the harsh words from the lecherous couple. Her feet stumbled as the world spun around her and Katrina crashed through the large picture window if their room. Shards of glass ripped at her skin and her blood poured from many wounds. She cried out not in pain from the lacerations but from anguish of the heart. As the glass hit the floor it sounded the shattering of her world and the end of all she thought was real. She had allowed herself to be fooled and she spread her arms out as she fell, welcoming the oblivion that was sure to follow.