Orb's Year 941
His wife, Crystal, crossed her arms and glared. "Someone had to see to the boy's well-being! You only cared about punishing his mother, Evelyn! You didn't even see the boy in front of you!"
"So! He was my first born son! Now what will I do?" Angus slammed his fist into his palm. He'd been livid to come home and discover that Crystal had secreted his eldest son, Brock, away. Crystal was right. He'd kept Brock to punish Evelyn for her faithless ways! And there wasn't a damn thing wrong with that!
"Ah! I see now! Well done, lady wife. Well done," Angus said, slowly clapping. "You couldn't stand having my first wife's son as heir, so you've removed the competition for your children! Tell me, did you ever even care for the boy? Or did you do it all to take away his heirship?"
Crystal reared back as though slapped. "That is disgusting! I would never stoop to that level! Brock is yet a boy, but is still ten-times the man you could ever wish to be!" Sickened by her husband's accusation, and his levity, Crystal stormed from the room. Even now, she fiercely missed Brock and hoped every day for some word from him on how he was settling in with his birth mother.
Now Callum, there's a boy after his own heart!
When the boys came to whine that they wanted to go home, Angus slipped the woman his address and told her to come after dark.
Duncan put his hands on his hip and frowned. "But I want to talk to da, too!"
Duncan stomped his foot and then trudged off. He couldn't wait until he was bigger and stronger than his stupid brother!
He knew his parents didn't have a love marriage. His da had explained that mama had kicked him from her bed and refused him the marital bed. She only cared about having the money that da brought home from the tournaments and turned a blind eye to his female fans.
It was precisely the type of marriage that Callum wanted! A wife to breed him heirs and mind her own business and the adoration of all the other females! It sounded wonderful!
Orb's Year 944
Angus' shining star seemed to be burning out...
"Eh," Angus said. "A shrew as ever!"
Chandler chuckled. "Only you could have such an intelligent and beautiful wife and think her a shrew! You probably deserve every sharp word she's given you!"
"What do you know of it?" Angus snapped. Chandler had never spoken to him this way. He'd always smiled whenever Angus joked about his shrewish wife. Marriage had changed Chandler irretrievably! Annoyed, Angus turned away.
Chandler shrugged. "It's none of my business."
"You're right!" Angus snapped. "It's none of your business!"
They sat a few more moments in silence before Chandler got up and bid Angus farewell. Angus stared in the bottom of his glass a moment, fuming over Chandler's lecture.
So this was the sad state he would live out his remaining years. Alone...
But... perhaps it didn't have to be that way... Angus thought hesitantly. Perhaps...
"Wait." Angus said from behind her.
She stopped, surprised. Hesitantly she turned around. "What is it?"
Crystal waited, worried what had wrought this change in her husband.
Glancing up, he continued, "I want you to forgive me. To be a true family. I've changed! I swear it!"
Crystal hesitated. "Forgiveness cannot be bought. You must show me that you have changed."
Angus grasped her hands and squeezed. "I will. I be the husband you've always wanted!"