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As soon as those words his lips, your eyes widen. You moved away from him, covering your mouth in your hand.

"This..cant be..I'm only...is it.." stumbling with the words that were trying to come out of your mouth. Sportacus only nodded.

"What else could it be?"

"Oh I don't know, scars that were unnoticeable?"

"It's a little different, Fae hasn't been around since I was little. That's what my father told me and my grandfather. They were all wipe out."

"How?" you asked. Sportacus crossed his arms, thinking.

"Maybe Ipro will know." you sigh to yourself as you walked over to the window looking out. Snow still has fallen, hard as it was. You were going to be stuck here for the time being.

"Why does this happened.." you held yourself, stopping the tears that have slipped down your face. Sportacus walked closer,

"What do you mean-"

"My life is a lie!...everywhere I turn I end up hurt or lost..I bring danger and...now this! I just can't win..Sportacus.." it was too late to stop the crying. Sportacus pulled you into a hug, sobbing away as his shirt was getting soak, he didn't care. Buried your head, you let him hold you. "Now I don't know if Ithro will be alright...half elf and fae probably isn't a good mix-"

"________-"

"Top of that it's probably even worse than marrying a human-"

"________-"

"Maybe that's why Glanni kept me, maybe he knew-"

"STOP!" you kept quiet as he cupped your cheeks and kissed you to shut up. In his warm gaze that stared into yours. He pulled away, holding you close once more.

"We don't know for sure-"

"I don't want the high council involve. I already ruin your image..."

"You didn't, ___________. I chose you and you will forever be the mother of my child and my mate for life. We share the bond remember?" he pulled your crystal off your chest as the two of the gems shine. How can you forget?

"Yes.....so..if I am...well a fae..you'll still be with me?" you heard him chuckle.

"Always, don't ever forget that." with that he poke your nose as you started to giggle.Before you knew it, you both were being lifted in the air. Looking over with Ithro clapping his hands and laughing. You couldn't help, but start to laugh, even Sportacus ended up doing the same. You reached your hand down and pulled Ithro up and holding him, while Sportacus held you bridal style. "His magic is getting stronger.."

"That's...what I was afraid of.." soon the magic died down as all of you were placed back on the ground, while Ithro grabbed Sportacus vest. You gave Ithro to Sportacus while he just held him. Carefully as he was, he just looked down on him.

"My son." Ithro reached his hand out once more, as Sportacus rubbed his nose against him. He moved his head to yours as you softly kissed him.

"You always know what to say." he couldn't help, but chuckle.

"Once the storm is over, we start finding out your past and what really happened with the Fae."

"You would really do that?"

"Even I don't know what happened and I know you want some answers." it was true and you wanted to believe it.

"I'll tell Robbie what's happening than, he deserves to know since he is stuck here." you walked out of the room, shutting the door. Sportacus lifted up the little guys shirt to see if it was true, looking down, he notice the same markings that were on your back. It must be true, he did ended up with one of your traits. How could he not know, Ithro was confused with what was going on, looking up at his father. He let some of his magic out, causing Sportacus to shake his head.

"No, Ithro. No magic." Ithro tilted his head in confusion, but the magic stopped. Sportacus sigh to himself, looking out the window, as the snow kept falling, white covering everything. Sportacus knew this was going to be the most toughest thing he had ever have to do. It was all for you, regardless. "Who would do this to you ________? And why?" was it for protection? Use it as revenge? It could be anything no matter how he put it. Thoughts ramble on in his head, until he heard the little guy yawning. It was getting late, using so much magic does wear him out. Placing him into bed as the covers were being pulled over. He kissed his head, before walking away and out he went. Not a tiny sound was heard, yet a blue light emerge the little one didn't hear a thing as he was too fast asleep. A voice echo through the light, hoping the child would hear this.

"We will be waiting, Ithro."  

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