don't worry about it, cissy
There are certain things that a good wife shouldn’t seek reassurance about. Questions he answers for you anyway.
Concerns about finances. We’re richer than the gods. Don’t worry about it, Cissy.
Rumors of infidelity. I’m yours. Don’t worry about it, Cissy.
Whispers of resurrection. We're just planning for the future—a better future. Don't worry about it, Cissy.
Sometimes, you can’t help but resent your husband for all he puts you through for the sake of blood supremacy.
Your parents lost your sister because they didn’t have his supreme guidance. I’m willing to do anything to make sure our child knows what’s right.
His words only make you want to cry and fight and slam your fists against his chest and shout but what about me?
What about our son?
What about our future?
But you resign yourself to silence and allow him to do his work in the shadows, because nothing will ever come from your husband finding out that you aren’t a good wife.
Don’t worry about it, Cissy.
Good wives listen without question.
Don’t worry about it, Cissy.
Good wives don’t form plans to betray their husbands.
Don’t worry about it, Cissy.
You listen to him. You stop worrying. You know not to worry, because what you're doing is right.
And so you sit here, alone in your bedroom, rocking your son to sleep. Thinking about how your husband would rather spend his time drinking and practicing dark magic than celebrating his son's first Yule. Hoping that maybe one day—or in another life—that even if you don't have autonomy, you could at the very least have a proper family.