ONLY HIS

Chapter 12-Prince Derek

I  started to tip the envelope as i was curious to know what my son  looked like and in the letter jullette kept saying that he looked like me  i felt so sad that the bastard  she was married to had killed our child and i had no regrets about tearing open his throat and killing him.

Once i tipped the envelope  i saw a small portrate fall  out i turned it around and for the first time  i had seen my son he was so handsome he had juliettes hair and her nose his lips cheeks  smile were all mine and if he lived to adulthood then he would be a very handsome prince i cried  as i held  his portrate close to my heart it was at that moment that  peirre had into my room he saw the box on the bed and then the letters.

Peirre started to read the letters and after he was done he asked to see the picture  of our son i showed him and i saw tears fall from his eyes as he kept repeating i was an uncle when peirre asked about the  box i told him that  we weren't going to  open the box because it was mine and julliettes sons  remain .

I told my parents all about how julliette  had a baby that was mine and i wanted to bury his remains in the family graveyard my mother and father agreed to let me bury him and a few days  after his buriyal i began to make a new routine  i would wake up  go to andres grave  and put a flower on it and in the night i went to school  and when i came home  i would talk to andres portrate i would tell him that if he was alive today then i would spend so much time with him.

I told andre's portrate that i would teach him on how to court a woman  i would play sports with him  i would teach him  how to sword fight  and ride horses and i would buy him his own horse herd  i then told him of how much i loved him  before sobbing and kissing his portrate and sleeping.

My routine was  always the same well that  was until i got told to stay back at the vampire night academy to catch up with homework that i had gotten behind on  i stayed and did my homework and when i returned   home i took some flowers and put it on andre's grave i had my meals and then i went to  my temprorey room i took a shower and when i was done i looked under my pillow and i started yelling at the staff asking them who the hell came into the room and touched my bed  i started smashing  the glass table in my anger.

My mother came into the room hearing the smashing and yelling and i told her that someone had stolen andre's portrate my mother chuckled and told me that she took it to show clary i was so angry that  someone had touched my sons portrate  i marched towards clarys room and i was goimg to demand that she return my  sons portrate to me  as she had no right to touch it.

I opened the door and i went in  anger on my face  but seeing on how ill clary was i blew off my anger  and then i  walked towards her  but as soon as i was close enough i saw her hands where closed over the portrate of andre and next to her there was a rolled up parchment i took the rolled up parchment and opened it i saw  a family portrate.

on it i saw  that clary had used great  detail  ahe drew my jet black hair  my peircing green eys my aristrocratic cheek bones and nose  she drew my lips perfectly she then drew how tall i was  and how buff my body was and  then i saw andre five years old as he sat on my shoulders  then i saw clary  she had love in her eyes and she cradled a baby bump.