59-Thorne POV
11 years later
Gareth's coronation was finally upon us. A stalwart young man stood before me as he nervously picked at his black tuxedo.
"Dad...I'm not sure I'm ready for this level of responsibility."
Smiling at him through the mirror, my hand squeezed his shoulder. "You were born ready, son. When your sister turns 18, she will step up alongside you if that's what you so choose. Your mom and I aren't going anywhere and we will be here with you every step of the way."
He nodded, a smile blooming on his face. "Thanks dad."
Taking a deep breath, I turned to wipe the tears that had accumulated in the corner of my eyes. I was so proud of my son. Gareth was ready to become the new king and I was ready to relinquish my title. This is what being a parent is all about; giving y
