After we got dressed, I carried Marcus in my arms as Jaz and I walked to the dining hall. After the events of last night, Grandma Sophie decided it would be wise to make everything a buffet style dining experience instead of a sit down meal, so breakfast consisted of a make-your-own omelet station, fresh fruit, some breakfast meats, and scrambled eggs with cheese. I was weary about getting a plate, but I held Marcus tightly to my chest as I made one for the two of us to share. The effects of the wolfsbane was still hitting me harder than what I would have liked to admit.
As soon as we set down, I held Marcus tightly to my chest as I started feeding him bites of the scrambled eggs. He tore them up and all I could do was chuckle as he got eggs all over his cute little face. “Little Man, yo
