*Adrian’s POV*
“King Agnor,” Cedric says clearing his throat, “your sister’s wedding is starting in one hour.”
“Thank you Cedric,” I answer with a polite smile, “we will come inside soon,” I continue pushing young Asher on the swing set I had built in the courtyard for all the palace children to use.
“Higher,” he calls excitedly, already swinging as high as he could without flipping over. My three year old son is an adventurous and daring little boy. His soft brown hair plays in the wind as swings back and forth as his red superman cape follows.
Looking back over my shoulder to look at the two girls in my life I can’t help but smile. They looks picture perfect as the sit on the picnic blanket, Cora braiding little Nora’s long blond curls. Nora has an equally blond Barbie in her l
