Much time

Juss….

As I stepped into the study with Eggust, Sylvester, and Marlani. My heart raced like a wild animal who was being attacked by a predator. My head was spinning due to how tired I was, my palms were sweaty and I felt bile rising to my throat.

Eggust gave me a reassuring look, but it wasn’t enough to change the way I felt. As Grandfather looked up at us, his stern expression at first made me nervous.

Noticing my discomfort again, Eggust held my hand tight, giving me a gentle squeeze. “You’ll be fine.” He whispered. I felt a bit better with him by my side.

There was a brief staring contest between Eggust, his father and grandfather. Three generation of the Flemming men going into a silent war because of me. The contest resulted in Sylvester asking the question that lingered on everyone’s mind.

His question was ignored by grandfather, who instead beckoned on me. "Come, Juss." He gestured.

My feet felt heavy, but Eggust encouraged me to move. I walked slowly to Grandfather's side,