It were days like this that make the peppered male wonder if he had done good leaving his son behind. For almost two years he had managed to push the thought of his precious silver colored child at the back of his mind.But with the recent birth of four precious cubs at the creek, the image of his little face had popped into his mind. He watched Njal, even if he wasn't acquainted with him, he could see the happiness irradiate from his eyes. Could he have been that way too?
A sorrowful sigh that drained the energy from every bone in his body escaped from his lips, sending a chill rolling down his spine and leaving his knees shivering. But things were much worse inside his head. A million thoughts of endless possibilities spun in his mind. Had Adele even told him about him? Had he ever asked? What excuse had she given for his disappearance?
All of these questions gnawed at his bones, making the aches in his joint even stronger. What was a king to do if he didn't have anything to reign over? What was a star to do if there was no night to illuminate?
