"I never want to make them with anyone else," he replied. She pulled him into a deep kiss, and he responded immediately. He lifted her off the ground by her bottom, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. "Excuse us," he said to Thomas and Celina, who were dancing nearby. He remembered there were tents nearby they could use. Thomas laughed, "I'm glad some things haven't changed with you two." Celina smiled at them. "Me too," Grayson agreed. "She's too beautiful to resist." Abigail buried her face in his shoulder. "How many children do you have now?" Celina asked."Five," he answered without explanation. He carried her off of the dance floor. He carried her over to one of the tents along the edge of the dance floor. He set her down on the ground when they stepped inside, but only long enough to make sure the door to the tent was closed. He turned around then and grabbed her hand, pulling her to his chest roughly. She cried out in delight when he pulled her into a rough,
After a few days in the village, they decided to head back to Odel. They missed the children and were both tired of traveling. Abigail was reaching the point in her pregnancy where she was getting nauseous frequently, and she just wanted to go home. Grayson sent word ahead for the children to be sent to Odel. They would officially announce Abigail’s pregnancy when they got home. He looked at his beautiful wife as they said goodbye to the others in the village, once again thanking the gods for her. "Ride with me?" he asked. "One of the guards can lead your horse." "Of course, Grayson," she answered. "Are you okay, my love?" "I just want to hold you," he answered. "I'm feeling particularly thankful for you today." She smiled lovingly. She sat in front of him on the horse like she did when they last left Knocklean. She leaned her head against him and enjoyed the view of the countryside. It was getting close to Palesun, but they still had the colors of Withergreen in the trees."I
Hello everyone! If you've made it this far, thank you! I hope you are enjoying it and the other bonuses I've left for you. In case you can't tell, the story of Abigail and Grayson is my baby. I'm not sure where to go with them because I feel like they've been through enough hardships. I don't want them to hurt again, especially poor Grayson. They deserve to be happy. Maybe its time to retire them and go with some side characters? Who do you want to hear about? Catherine and Rose? Thomas? Celina? Aryk? I could even do a side story about Laurie or a history of Alderei itself. I'm probably going to wrap up their story with the birth. They end up living very happily together, still not being able to keep their hands off each other. still the picture of a model marriage. Grayson worships her, and she does the same for him. They legitimately can not live without the other. Abigail is his anchor. if she were gone, he would definitely stray to the dark path. She is the light in his heart, c
They did end up having another set of twins. A boy, Benjamin Marcus, and a girl, Calista Christine. Ben and CeeCee, as they were called. That made three girls - Olivia, Charlotte, and Calista - and three boys - Samuel, Theodore, and Benjamin. They couldn't have been happier. Abigail had a little more trouble recovering from this birth, and Grayson had to use his powers frequently for the first few weeks to ease her pain. They both decided that the twins would be their last babies. They would use protection from then on. Grayson had actually brought it up, seeing what the birth had done to his beloved wife this time around. He wasn't sure what the issue was - maybe losing Sawyer had affected something inside of her - but he wanted to take precautions to make sure his Abby was alright. She agreed reluctantly, not wanting to disappoint him or limit herself or their sex life. He assured her that he cared more for her life than he did about having more children. He also assured her t
Prologue The Princes Dupont and Grayson had never seen the mountains before. They were transfixed by the majesty of the landscape as their carriage entered the Duchy of Lydisia within the country of Alderei. The boys had been staring out of the carriage windows ever since crossing the border out of Eswen. “Sit back and close your mouths!” their father snapped. “You are princes of Eswen, not fish from the Southern Sea!” The boys sat back and put their heads down. “My dear, they are only admiring the scenery,” the Queen attempted to soothe her husband’s nerves. “We don’t have such mountains in Eswen.” “That doesn’t give them the right to forget their status.” The king snapped back, raising his hand and his voice. The Queen bowed her head, while the boys looked on in fear. The king addressed his family coldly, settling back into his seat. He was the only one on that side of carriage. The queen was stuffed in between the two boys on the other cushioned bench. “We must represent roya
**8 years later**“Father hates me,” Grayson cried to his older brother. “Father does not hate you,” Dupont attempted to reassure his little brother. “He does! He beat me again today for playing sorcerer!” Grayson lifted his shirt and showed Dupont the fresh marks from his father’s switch. Dupont flinched, involuntarily. He had never felt his father’s anger physically. “He says I will bring down the Demon King on my own head!” Dupont stroked his brother’s hair. “You know how Father feels about magic, Gray.” “I know. I wasn’t even playing sorcerer, though, “ he explained. “I was singing and just swinging a stick around.” “I will talk to Father,” Dupont said, determination in his eyes. He was 16 now. He had stood by long enough while his father beat Grayson for every slight, real or imagined. If he was to be a great king someday, he had to learn to stand up to injustice, even within his own family. “Please be careful, Duey,” Grayson pleaded. “I don’t want Father to turn on you, too
**4 years later** Abigail Alderei Castle had been a buzz for weeks with the expected arrival of the Prince and his family. The staff had gone all out – pruning the already immaculate gardens that surrounded the castle, mending the fences around the orchards, airing out and hanging the best tapestries. There was to be a reception in the entrance chamber upon their arrival, followed by a dinner in the Great Hall. As this would be their first visit to Alderei Castle, the queen wanted the grand estate to look its best. She wanted her daughter to be on her best behavior. She was not happy earlier that day, when said daughter was brought back to the castle, dirty and scratched up, having fallen out of a tree in an attempt to escape the impending wedding. Later that evening, I fixed my dress as I waited for the arrival of Prince Grayson of Eswen, who I had not seen in four years. Queen Sarah was currently running around the richly decorated hall nitpicking everything the servants did. I
Grayson “Mother, do I have to go through with this?” I asked quietly so Father would not hear me. He had already lectured me the whole way here, I was afraid he would get physical if he heard my complaint. It wouldn’t be the first time. My mother raised an eyebrow. “Are you questioning your father’s judgement, my love?” She adjusted the veil covering the lower half of her face to hide my father’s latest “correction.” “No, Mother,” I replied without hesitation. “I just wish I had more time to meet and get to know my bride… maybe find out if we are compatible. Maybe fall in love,” I mumbled the last part. I had grown up listening to the fairy tales my grandmother used to tell me. Even though my parents hadn’t married for love, I knew it happened. Queen Sarah and King Marcus had reportedly been a love match. They met on the battlefield, in fact, defending Alderei from Godfrey, the country to the north. She was the daughter of the previous King, Patryk, and Marcus was the son of an E