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I would consider that a good thing.

Oh, I certainly do. Still, it's only a matter of time before the announcement arrives.

"Assigned"?

In accordance to the Fruitful Law, yes.

I... don't think I follow.

Major catastrophe I-don't-know-how-many years ago. Don't much care. Scientists unleashed a chemical they called "Eden" into the air. Stopped the catastrophes, but it was discovered later that it made those living there and those born shortly after the occurrence, infertile.

The government's come up with a lovely serum to help pregnancies occur now, so they're also matching up people from the ages of nineteen to twenty-nine into marriages, in which they'll be expected to produce a child.

*a definite frown* Sounds... unfortunate. Marriage is meant to be between people who love each other, not just pairing people up to breed like animals in a zoo.

Even though the idea of marrying for romantic love did not really have any sway until at least the 1700s?

Well, that's what it's meant to be now, anyway. The idea of forced marriage just... doesn't sit well with me. It's taking a step backward.

I really could not care less about getting married. After all, marriage hardly means I can't still get what I want elsewhere.

Children, though. Ugh. Thankfully Mother has some wonderful tips on keeping my figure, or at least getting it back.

*a faint blush* I wouldn't mind having a kid, some day. When the time is right. But to each their own.

Why? They scream and cry. You lose sleep. Of course, one can hire a caretaker, thank goodness, but what it does to the figure... Then, of course, is the fact that most men do not view a woman with a child as being as attractive as one without, as the child means responsibility and burden.

...well, I'm already married, and... we've talked about it, he and I, maybe some day. Not yet, but... someday.

*frowns, feeling a bit stupid*

Well, if you married for love, there are statistics that show that a couple's level of dissatifaction increases quite a bit after the birth of the first child. It is a strain, and it requires the couple to split their time normally reserved for one another between the baby and each other.

(I am so sorry for her.)

...it can't be true in every case, though. There are always exceptions.

Oh yes. Just like I'm sure he's never fantasied about another woman. I'm sure he only has eyes for you.

*ouch*

We love each other. We do. Nobody's perfect, but...