Poking into Politics

[Queen Maeve Rekindled Woolfe]

It was rare that Queenie took any interest in politics, but this was a matter of familial pride and loyalty. As such, she took the opportunity after lying in her bed with her eyes closed and allowing William to have his way with her to bring up the subject of her brother's campaign.

"Dearest," she said coyly, her blanket held up to her chin, "have you thought about who you intend to vote for? It is of such Enormous Importance." The capitals were audible.

  

[William Woolfe x]

William really enjoyed being with Queenie, it was not exactly a secret between them, but he always respected if she did not feel comfortable with it. He held far too much love for Queen to ever force himself on her.

As such, he found his night robe and took it on, before she spoke. Looking down at her made her smile, she was as beautiful as ever. He sat down on the side of her bed and ran a hand through his hair. "I have not settled on a decision yet, but of course I have thought about it." he replied calmly. "Why do you ask?" he added

  

[Queen Maeve Rekindled Woolfe]

"As you likely know, my brother His Majesty Merlin has submitted his candidacy," Queen Maeve Rekindled said haughtily. "He is, of course, your brother by law -- he deserves a certain amount of familial support."

Up to and including her husband's vote.

  

[William Woolfe x]

He had heard some rumors of Merlin deciding to become a candidate for the position as minister. "I have heard of it." he said and looked at her. "And I will support him, of course - being family does give him an advantage." he said and with a small chuckle. "But he is only just finishing Hogwarts. He hardly knows anything about politics, or how to jungle the high stakes and positions in the ministry. There is a reason you have to be a certain age before you are even promoted to assistant head of a department." he said and looked at her.

  

[Queen Maeve Rekindled Woolfe]

"Minister Potter was young," Queenie said, affronted by her husband's apparent dismissal of her brother's candidacy. "It is our Duty to support him in Every Way, including by you giving him your vote!"

  

[William Woolfe x]

"Not that young." he quickly replied and looked at her with a sigh in his voice. "He had a chance of seeing the world before he was the minister, your brother does not have that strength. Give him a few years, then he will probably make for a very good minister candidate, but now yet." he insisted and looked at her.

"I will support him, I am sure it will not demand much, but I cannot promise him my vote. I will vote for what I believe is best" he said calmly.

  

[Queen Maeve Rekindled Woolfe]

Queen Maeve Rekindled had, when she was younger, perfected the art of looking regal and queen-like while pouting. It was one of the many arts she had learned, along with music, embroidery, and crying prettily without going all red and blotchy.

"You will break my very heart if you do not vote for him!" Queenie said forlornly. "How could you consider such a betrayal of our Family as voting for someone else?"

  

[William Woolfe x]

That pout, William could probably not count or remember how many times Queen had managed to gain something by either pouting or that beautiful crying she could do. And he was sure that she knew exactly how much it affected him - he hated seeing her sad, in any way.

"Queen, my dear - I am not a Huxley. I am looking after my family, that being you and our children. I am not saying that I might not vote for him, but I will vote for the person I believe will be the best for us." he said and looked at her, hoping she would stop with the pout, because it was hard to say no to.

  

[Queen Maeve Rekindled Woolfe]

"Certainly no one will have our best interests at heart more than my own brother!" Queenie said, offended that her husband may think anything at all different. This was Maj, not some stranger! In comparison, all of the others were strangers.

"Oh, William, my dear William -- I will be forever heartbroken should you take your vote elsewhere!"

  

[William Woolfe x]

He suddenly felt sad, why did she have this hold on him, it was honestly not that good for him, he was sure of that. "Now my dear. I promise to think very much about it, and should I stand in doubt, then he will gain favor because of the family relation." he said softly. He did not wanted Queen to cry about this, because he hated whenever she was sad. She meant far too much for him.

  

[Queen Maeve Rekindled Woolfe]

Her pout turned into a trembling lip and a pathetic sniff. Another sniff followed, along with tears beginning to gather shine in her eyes. "Oh, William -- you would not even consider voting for someone else, would you?"

  

[William Woolfe x]

He could not handle this, he did not wanted to see Queen sad - at all. He carefully reached out to caress her cheek gently. "Of course not my dear." he said softly. He could not handle her being sad, she meant far too much for him.

  

[Queen Maeve Rekindled Woolfe]

She smiled tremulously and threw her arms around her husband. "Oh, my dear! I am so glad!"

  

[William Woolfe x]

William quickly placed his arms around Queenie and smiled to himself. "Now my lovely. I think we both need to rest. Maybe I should let you sleep on your own." he said softly.

  

[Queen Maeve Rekindled Woolfe]

"Good night, my dear," Queenie said, kissing her husband on the nose. "I will see you after breakfast tomorrow." She did very much prefer sleeping alone, and now that she had secured what she needed to secure she likely would not have her husband back to her bed at all until after she had recovered from giving him a third child.