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There was a moment's pause as the various members looked at one another. When no one raised a voice, the Director began to draw the meeting to a close.
"Director?" said Chinaka.
"Yes, Mr. Okafor?" asked the Director.
"There's one more petition to consider. The Okafor clan proposes a match between my daughter, Orisa, and Carson Jayne, patriarch of his clan."
Carson stared at him in shock, and out of the corner of his eye, he could see Helena smiling and nodding her head. Predictably, there were objections from Lund, Clemonte, and van Heuval, even before Chinaka made his case. The other members shouted them down, and listened as the head of the Okafor clan presented an impassioned argument. He pointed out that the Jayne line had been underrepresented for years, due to the presumed end of the line. He also noted that his daughter had been happily married for some time, but the untimely death of her husband had left her without a suitable mate while she was still of child-bearing age.
So effective was his argument that the petition passed, 8-3. Carson felt a little self-serving voting in favor, but he couldn't help noticing the spiteful glee with which Helena cast her vote, staring down Helga Lund as she did so.
With no further business before the council, the meeting was adjourned. As Carson gathered his things in preparation to leave, he felt a tap on his shoulder. Turning, he found Chinaka Okafor waiting to speak with him. Carson felt compelled to express his thanks, both for voting against the Lund petition and introducing his own match with Orisa.
"Think nothing of it, Mr. Jayne. My daughter has spoken glowingly of you in recent weeks. In fact, she's returning to life in a way that I had given up hope of ever seeing again. I understand that she's told you something of her life with Taric?" Carson nodded. "You might be surprised to learn that I never really cared for my former son-in-law. He was most definitely Orisa's choice, not mine.
You should have been more vocal. Orisa thought you approved, Carson thought.
"Having said that, I've always trusted her judgement. I believe that she's learned a bit about herself and grown since she met the man she married. And, for what it's worth, I believe she's chosen well for herself this time. Your mother-in-law and father-in-law, both of whose opinions I greatly respect, assure me that you are unlike any man Orisa could ever hope to meet, and that you will love and care for my daughter as if she were a precious jewel. Will you promise me that?"
Carson looked at Helena, who had a naughty twinkle in her eye. You and I are going to have a discussion about secrets after all this is over, he sent.
I'm looking forward to it, she thought back.
Clearing his throat, Carson offered his hand to Chinaka. "Mr. Okafor, I give you my most solemn vow to treat Orisa like the treasure she is for as long as she'll have me. She's a very special woman, and I'm honored that you'd propose a match with me."
Chinaka shook his hand and said, "Then I am pleased to shake the hand of the man who's won my daughter's heart."
Heading home afterwards, Carson was over the moon to have received Chinaka's blessing. He realized that he still had work to do in wooing Orisa into his Pride, but could hardly contain his excitement at the opportunity. Later, he realized that if he was successful, he'd have ties to seven of the golden line families, qualifying him to be the Director of the project. He wasn't sure whether to celebrate that or not.
*****
The Director returned to his penthouse office after the meeting. He felt drained after each one, but this one had been especially taxing. His ties to the families were supposed to help insulate him from accusations of favoritism, as well as to symbolize acceptance of his leadership in the organization. More and more, he was feeling as if his good nature was being abused as people sought to leverage their support into his endorsement of projects that had nebulous benefit to Orriri at best.
A knock sounded at his doorway, and his secretary announced, "Mr. van Heuval is here to see you, Sir."
Speak of the Devil, and the Devil shall appear, he thought.
"Send him in, Patrice, and hold all my calls."
- COMMENTS
OpenWords3 months agoWhy the hell would he want a piece of trash like Cara? Don't get me wrong, you are a good author. But why the fuck you think a protagonist with such shit morals to leave her LOVING FUCKING husband because he's injured is fucking absurd. You have to be morally corrupt beyond redemption to think such a thing is acceptable, and you've written Carson as an upstanding person. One of your commentors below, James Duncan is trying to excuse such a thing because he feels guilty for doing something similar. His excuse is exactly as morally bankrupt as the actions of Cara. As though he had no fault in his divorce, it was only his wife's mental health issues. Who,with a brain, would believe such trite bullshit? I've no doubt her mental health was a big contributor to the failing of his marriage. But he failed to,because the only way to fail is to quit. At least with his wife there was some possibility of the fault being hers if she didn't address her issues with self care. When you wrote Cara, why didn't you see how black and white the poor example of her character is and how that would effect your readers being able to enjoy this story?
Evil_Monarchalmost 2 years agothis story would have been better if Carson wasn't such a wimp with his women and didn't have that white knight attitude
James_Duncanover 2 years agoSorry Jackspeed, but you are projecting your feelings and your experience onto a story that makes it very clear that the situation described and the situation you experienced are very different.
You've then ripped into the author with a vehemence that's so over the top it's almost unbelievable and got downright nasty, vitriolic and abusive.
I can only assume that your injuries have left you with major mental health issues, but NOTHING gives you the right to lay the abusive tirade you left on someone else, who may have a different viewpoint a different perspective.
Just because one person or couple deals with a life changing event one way does not mean that everyone else should. I speak as someone who is in the process of seperating from my wife of 11 years, not because of her major health issues (which by the way make your crushed nuts look like a walk in the park) but because of her mental health issues, which have slowly destroyed the love that was there.
We are seperating because it is what is best for both of us and also our son, because it is the right thing to do, so we have a very different perspective to the one you have tried to ram down the authors throat telling them that by dealing with it in any way other than the way you have they are evil degenerate people.
The problem is not the way the author wrote the story, the problem you have is in your head and I suspect your visceral reaction was because it hit really close to home in how you feel.
That does not give you the right to take out your rage and anger issues on other people. You are clearly in need of help, I strongly recommend you go get it.
Oh and by the way I speak as someone who has spent the last 11 years married to a lady with serious health issues that cause a lot of problems in our relationship. She also has a lot of mental health issues which have unfortunately destroyed the love that was there
