Arranged Marriage

Greiving Mother

Inko Midoriya POV

Ever since I gave up my baby girl I haven't been the same.

I no longer smiled or laughed.

It was all because of my stupid husband.

I had two kids already. One girl and one boy.

I loved them don't get me wrong it's just I can't help but help missing my baby girl.

I was a royal and so was Hisashi. That was how we got engaged.

It was to keep the royal line. No disappoints allowed.

Which is why my baby Izuku is not here.

I'm cold some might so heartless.

I've heard the rumors.

"Don't say her name! I hear she'll steal your soul."

"Oh her. Such a shame I heard she lost her youngest as a baby."

"Even hearing her name gives me the Heebie-jeebies."

"She's not worth our time just forget about her."

"I hear she's ruthless. Don't cross her."

"She'll take your heart don't mess with her."

I heard all of these phrases on a replay.

It all started about six years ago with the birth of my youngest, Izuku.

It's my fault.

It's also the stupid prophets fault.
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Six Years Ago
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I sat looking out from the castle window to the crisp outside.

I rubbed my tender belly and couldn't wait for the birth of my next child.

This baby was special I just knew it.

She would be different.

Her siblings were already so excited. They wanted a baby sister and they couldn't wait.

Even Hisashi was home more than usual.

My relationship with Hisashi had always been strained.

Well not always.

We used to have unconditional love and it wasn't until after Izuku's birth that I realized that at some point that had changed.

I had loved Hisashi as a child and until I grew older.

It wasn't until he successfully took over that his true colors began to show.

He was power-hungry and cold.

In order to rekindle these flames I had a child. The same happened with my next.

He put his business and other duties ahead of his own family.

I would have been alright with that if he at least TRIED to be apart of our lives. Nope. Nada. That wasn't him. I barely ever saw him.

Izuku had been a last attempt to save our love.

It worked. Almost.

It wasn't until he got all these crazy ideas for our children, especially Izuku that I began to worry.

He wanted to make Izuku some warrior business machine. I for one did not want that for my baby.

We argued and argued. It only continued to worsen.
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In an attempt to grasp Izuku's capabilities he had his private prophet come in.

What made this 'prophet' so special was his quirk.

His quirk allowed him to see the future. At least busy and pieces.

When I was seven months in on my pregnancy he came in.

Damn Bastard.

That's when he revealed the deep dark secret of the Midoriya line. One of our own would be quirkless.

My baby Izuku would be quirkless.

After that Hisashi wanted to kill the baby. Our baby. My baby.

He wanted to dispose of her.

Apparently "she couldn't tarnish the family name."

I refused. He even had he audacity to threaten me.

I stood my ground.

For the remainder of the pregnancy I stayed locked in a tower.

He didn't show his face until her birth.

I barely got to name her as he ripped her out of my hands.

She cried. My baby.

"Goodbye Inko. I hope you're happy with this decision."

For months I cried. I barely ate and I became a lifeless puppet.

Not even my other two children could counsel me.

I do regret not being a good mother for them but I was just so heartbroken.

I was sure that my baby had been brutally killed.

It wasn't until three years later that Hisashi finally told me the truth.

She wasn't dead. She was an orphan with no past.

He locked me in that stupid tower again for about a year. He even chained me up at one point.

I had guards constantly around me. He did everything to prevent me from getting to my baby Izuku.

To this day I still don't know where she is.

But what finally broke me was what Hisashi did.

About two years after Izuku's kidnapping I found out something that broke my entire being.

Apparently after the birth of our second child Hisashi wasn't pleased anymore with me.

He did the unforgivable.

He slept with another woman.

He even conceived an illegitimate royal with her.

When he found out about the baby he took the baby and killed the mother. He couldn't tarnish the family name now could he?

So here I was in my tower grieving.
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