Isabella: glares You left me in the dust, you bastard. And now, I'm heavy with your heir.
I would never leave a woman in peril, Isabella. And yes, I know I got you pregnant as well...that is why I want to help you
snorts Help me? Please, spare me the theatrics, TaffyMood. I've survived without your help for this long, haven't I?
I run my hand through my hair what do you want then?
crosses arms, smirking Well, TaffyMood, since you abandoned us, I've been forced to fend for myself and our child.
My eyes widen I abandoned you? I gave you time and a place to live.
narrows eyes Time and a place? Is that what you call it? More like a prison where I was isolated and left to fend for myself while you went off to live your life.
I raise an eyebrow You were not a prisoner. You were given all you needed and were free to leave at any time.
rolls eyes dramatically Oh, great. So, I was just a prisoner in your lavish cage, then? How generous of you.
I growl you could have said something.
throws her head back and laughs sarcastically Oh, really? I should have interrupted your royal life and cried to you, should I? "TaffyMood, oh dear, I'm pregnant and feeling trapped!
Yes, because you did that before.
clenches fists You think this is a game, TaffyMood? You think I wanted to rely on you? Well, newsflash, prince charming, I didn't ask to be your ward.
I sigh you know, I could throw you in the dungeon right now. You don't want to do that do you?
Isabella and TaffyMood come to a mutual agreement about their past and future responsibilities towards their child
And we decided to work together to raise the child.
raises an eyebrow Work together? Don't go getting all mushy on me, TaffyMood. Don't pretend we're suddenly gonna be some happy little family, playing games and singing lullabies. We both know better than that.
I smile why do you think I gave you such an extravagant room?
rolls eyes Please, TaffyMood, spare me the fancy accommodations. It's just window dressing.
No, really. It's because I hoped you would return to me.
snorts Return to you? You must take me for a fool, TaffyMood. After the way you treated me, do you really think I'd fall for your sweet talk again?