THE ROOT OF DARKNESS

FIFTY ONE

My Aunt, the king of our land and the knights were all invited to our wedding and I was nervous a well.

“Stop being nervous”. Sir Victor said. “You are acting as if you don’t want to marry her anymore”. Sir Victor tired to face Christian, his baby boy in his arms. “Are you seeing your uncle, Christian?. Do t grow up to be like him.". He teased.

Yeah that’s right. We finally got to see Sir Victor’s wife and son and might I add that his son looks nothing like him!.

And on the topic of kids, what the night awaited Christina and I made me nervous too. I was nervous about everything.

“Were you this nervous when you were getting married to your wife?”. I questioned Sir Victor.

“No, not at all---“. Sir Victor started but his wife had interrupted with the truth, exposing that Sir Victor had developed his first asthma attack from his wedding and that if not for god’s interference, they would have postponed their wedding while he would have spent it at an hospital.

That did a little trick