eyes looked kind and endearing again.
I leaned over and kissed him. "I'll make it up to you. I promise you," I said. "We just need to get past this dinner tonight and then everything will be better. It'll be just the two of us from now on."
C HAPTER 4
T HE DINNER AT Hornam Hall was exquisite beyond anything I could ever have imagined. Everybody attending was so happy and joyful. Spirits and Angels held speeches and toasted our eternal love and all eyes in the room were on us while the band played beautiful music. It came to the point that I was getting tired of smiling and saying the same thing over and over again.
"Thank you. Yes we will be very happy together. It was certainly a beautiful ceremony today." It kept going on and on. Mick on the other hand was happier and prouder than ever. He enjoyed being the center of attention, where I felt it more like a pressure that slowly wore me out. It wasn't because I wasn't grateful, I was, overwhelmed even, but it was more that I from time to time had the feeling of being a visitor in someone else's life. I couldn't quite connect to all of this, it felt so surreal, as if it wasn't me, it wasn't my wedding.
After dessert I snuck out to get some air outside of the castle on to the big balcony beside the grand hall. It was a beautiful night and the full moon rose right above the ocean in the distance. The stars shone brighter than ever. I sighed and enjoyed the quietness for a few seconds when someone joined me.
"Nice night, huh?"
I froze when I recognized his voice. I turned and looked into Jason’s soft brown eyes. I smiled and hoped he couldn't tell I was blushing. He smiled back.
"It is very beautiful," I said.
"I guess congratulations are in order," he said and stood next to me looking out over the ocean. The waves were hitting the cliffs and caused the water to spurt into the air. It was a gorgeous sight.
"I guess so," I replied.
"So is everything still well with the baby?"
I looked at him and smiled. For a brief second I was back to when we last met, the night when the baby kicked for the first time. He had just arrived at the Academy and I realized that he didn't remember me at all. Obviously he still didn't. I was kind of happy he didn't. It would have complicated things too much. Now I was married and there was no turning back on that. If there was something I had always valued and cherished it was the sacredness of a marriage. My parents had a wonderful marriage and always loved each other deeply. That was what I wanted for me as well and especially what I wanted for my child.
"It is," I said and touched the bump on my stomach gently with the tip of my fingers. "Growing like it is supposed to. Kicking and keeping me awake at night."
"Like it is supposed to," Jason said.
I laughed. "I guess."
There was a pause. I felt ashamed because I enjoyed just hanging out with him like this. It felt good.
"So how is school treating you?" I asked.
"Well now it’s summer break so not too shabby, I guess," he said with a smile.
"Of course. I forgot. Are you enjoying the break? Getting used to the new surroundings, your new life?"
"I am actually. Quite enjoying it too. It's fun most of it. I’m getting the hang of going through walls and stuff. It's a little weird, I have to admit, but I'm getting there. Still can't do solid things like brick walls, but windows are fine. Flying I'm better at. I like to go fast. I'm the fastest in my class."
I laughed again. "That’s my favorite part as well," I said.
"Oh yeah. I forgot. You're like a legend here. Flying back in time and all. Have you done any time-travel lately?"
I shook my head. "No one knows if it will be bad for the baby. Plus Mick doesn't like it. I was planning on going back in time to figure out some things that I need to solve, some things that were - how shall I put it? Left out of my file. I wanted to fill in some holes in my memory of my human life, but Mick asked me not to. He is afraid of something
I leaned over and kissed him. "I'll make it up to you. I promise you," I said. "We just need to get past this dinner tonight and then everything will be better. It'll be just the two of us from now on."
C HAPTER 4
T HE DINNER AT Hornam Hall was exquisite beyond anything I could ever have imagined. Everybody attending was so happy and joyful. Spirits and Angels held speeches and toasted our eternal love and all eyes in the room were on us while the band played beautiful music. It came to the point that I was getting tired of smiling and saying the same thing over and over again.
"Thank you. Yes we will be very happy together. It was certainly a beautiful ceremony today." It kept going on and on. Mick on the other hand was happier and prouder than ever. He enjoyed being the center of attention, where I felt it more like a pressure that slowly wore me out. It wasn't because I wasn't grateful, I was, overwhelmed even, but it was more that I from time to time had the feeling of being a visitor in someone else's life. I couldn't quite connect to all of this, it felt so surreal, as if it wasn't me, it wasn't my wedding.
After dessert I snuck out to get some air outside of the castle on to the big balcony beside the grand hall. It was a beautiful night and the full moon rose right above the ocean in the distance. The stars shone brighter than ever. I sighed and enjoyed the quietness for a few seconds when someone joined me.
"Nice night, huh?"
I froze when I recognized his voice. I turned and looked into Jason’s soft brown eyes. I smiled and hoped he couldn't tell I was blushing. He smiled back.
"It is very beautiful," I said.
"I guess congratulations are in order," he said and stood next to me looking out over the ocean. The waves were hitting the cliffs and caused the water to spurt into the air. It was a gorgeous sight.
"I guess so," I replied.
"So is everything still well with the baby?"
I looked at him and smiled. For a brief second I was back to when we last met, the night when the baby kicked for the first time. He had just arrived at the Academy and I realized that he didn't remember me at all. Obviously he still didn't. I was kind of happy he didn't. It would have complicated things too much. Now I was married and there was no turning back on that. If there was something I had always valued and cherished it was the sacredness of a marriage. My parents had a wonderful marriage and always loved each other deeply. That was what I wanted for me as well and especially what I wanted for my child.
"It is," I said and touched the bump on my stomach gently with the tip of my fingers. "Growing like it is supposed to. Kicking and keeping me awake at night."
"Like it is supposed to," Jason said.
I laughed. "I guess."
There was a pause. I felt ashamed because I enjoyed just hanging out with him like this. It felt good.
"So how is school treating you?" I asked.
"Well now it’s summer break so not too shabby, I guess," he said with a smile.
"Of course. I forgot. Are you enjoying the break? Getting used to the new surroundings, your new life?"
"I am actually. Quite enjoying it too. It's fun most of it. I’m getting the hang of going through walls and stuff. It's a little weird, I have to admit, but I'm getting there. Still can't do solid things like brick walls, but windows are fine. Flying I'm better at. I like to go fast. I'm the fastest in my class."
I laughed again. "That’s my favorite part as well," I said.
"Oh yeah. I forgot. You're like a legend here. Flying back in time and all. Have you done any time-travel lately?"
I shook my head. "No one knows if it will be bad for the baby. Plus Mick doesn't like it. I was planning on going back in time to figure out some things that I need to solve, some things that were - how shall I put it? Left out of my file. I wanted to fill in some holes in my memory of my human life, but Mick asked me not to. He is afraid of something
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