The Golden Bastard

rom sweat, stuck to his proud forehead above his miss matched yellow- green eyes. Thin hair had just started to sprout around his thin lips. The clothes he wore were wor

time he saw the blade... and his then betrothed, in this very island 40 years ago. The joy he had felt seeing her again... as if his heart had been brought back t

e...Again, he said sl

u and your moth

to face his father. The two men had indeed grown to be at eye level, but they ha

flying back and forth to and from Lys, only returning to fill her own coffers, so she could go back and indulge herself. His son... not even his. Those were the rumors upon every servants mouth. T

y. Away from all of you. Father, do you really

ldn't understand why he thought he had come here

but, I am here to try to do !! he straightened u

. '' BEAT THE MUD OFF THE FABRIC WITHOUT DAMAGING IT'' He hated how careless his son was of his expensive fabrics. He hated how unbefitting of a young lord it was to walk around covered in dust, with torn clothes and dissheveled hair, like a mad mans at flea bottom. '' No mad man in flea bottom wears torn silks dear lord husband! would say Maegora annoyed with her husbands meanin

at? he

, I must admit. However if he dares linger around your mother, ... I'm afraid I must have h

! Vaelon

d... having already tricked my son... he said calmly

nged to confusion. He felt uneasy

et before turning to face his son straight) I don't think I know why. And I don't th

ad replayed such a conversation in his head many times... just with m

marriage. With age, I can clearly see the reason why ( he sighed again, shifting his ga

you

Hu

us? He stared at his

our mother? No... that's not how that works... I lov

t I choose too!

asy, he tried to gather himself, but his heart beat faster no

e betrot

lon straightened up even more, perhaps, to brace

t. He regreted making the arrangement so eagerly, not enthusiastic at all about what it would take to potenti

t his father warmly for the first time. '' But, I do not want to spend the rest of my life with someon

! But... he nodded and patted his back. '' I will have to think of this. I think I can manage how to d

f his most trusted men, Edgard thought to himself, however, many times did they clash about his wifes ... ''humble beginnings''. Sir Cerians father many times had surgested Lord Edgard marry his distant cousin. A fine

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The servants had all gone to sleep. The hour was late. Edgard and Maegora had spend the early hours of the n

gora and softly kissed the ha

n, for deep down he knew... Now, he lay contempt, for the first time in many long ye