I watched my son down in the courtyard training. My heart swelled with pride. He had the strength of a lion. My eyes had trouble accepting what they see. Last time I saw him he was only a wee babe, and now he is a full grown warrior. Happy tears spilled down my face, I am so glad he is home safe, but I did not worry much, because I know that Isobel does not have the power to harm my son. No one is able to harm him. He is gifted with talents, and has a body made like iron steel.
Can a man be more happier than I? I turned around and looked at my wife's naked body that lay on the bed. She looked like sleeping beauty, I kept her up all night kissing every inch of her sexy body. A smile curved my lips, and I dropped my hand and shifted the position of my shaft. I wanted desperately to make love to my wife again, but I didn't want to intterupt her sleep, she needed the rest.
Throwing a kilt around my waist, I made my way out the door, down the stairs and out into the courtyard, to admire my son, showing off his strength. I pushed through the crowd and found myself face to face with Christopher. My son's eyes brightened when he saw me. He grabbed a sword from the warrior next to him and threw it at me. I grabbed it and prepared to fight, positioning myself in a combat stance.
My son swung his sword at me and I matched his thrusts. I could feel his strength, it was super powerful, and it was hard for me to keep up with him. I could tell that he was going easy on me, and a smile curved my lips. He was giving me a chance to win to save face in front of the other warriors. I used to be the strongest most powerful warrior of the court, feared by all, worshiped by many, and now my son has taken the spotlight with his super sonic powers.
The fight went on for a while before my hand started to get tired and I threw the sword at my sons feet, and raised my hands in the air. A loud uproar broke out as the warriors around us were in a upheaval having never before witnessed me being defeated by anyone.
Christopher dropped his sword too and we both walked up to each other and I gave him a bear hug, I wasn't ashamed of the tears that slid down my face, my emotions were all over the place as I squeezed my son tightly in my arms.
"Father." Christopher said hoarsely.
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