His Heart

Chapter 17

A/N: So this story is getting really hard for me to write. I mean, Y/N is getting close to 35, Howl is almost forty. I just have no idea where this is going. So I think after this I may take some time off to recollect my ideas. Like really, this is one of the hardest things for me to do. To announce that I might retire writing this book. It's always hard for me to say goodbye to my writings. So when this chapter is done, I'll see what happens. I'd like this book to at least get to 20 chapters before I retire it. Anyway, enough of this sad decision I have to make, let's get on with the story.

~3 years~

I can't believe it's been three years since Elizabeth turned 11. She's now 14 and growing into a beautiful young lady. Y/N, however, has stayed beautiful for many years since we were married.Now being 40 is a little hard on myself. It's like having a mid-life crisis. I've had a lot more responsibilities since I turned 4o. Y/N is 35 and is carrying her second child. There is a huge age gap between Elizabeth and her brother or sister. Y/N's too early in her pregnancy to tell which gender it is. But almost 15 years difference. Sidney is already three, and Jeff and Marcus are thinking about adopting him a sister. They're over here at the castle for a few hours, to celebrate Elizabeth's 14th birthday. It was nice to see her and Sidney get along well.

"Which gender do you hope it will be?" Jeff asked.

"It really doesn't matter to me. If it's a girl or a boy, I'm fine with either of them."

After Jeff, Marcus, and Sidney left was when Elizabeth had gotten a little pissed off. I don't know why, but sometimes she gets pissed off for no reason. She's talked to Y/N about it, but all she says was it was hormones, usual at this age.

Weeks had gone by and her mood had changed dramatically: one moment, happy; another moment, sad; next, pissed. One morning, around 1:21am, Elizabeth was screaming. I ran into her room, only to find her in the bathroom.

"Dad! I'm bleeding!"

"Bleeding?"

"Yes, bleeding." (If you're a girl reading this and you're over the age of 12, you know what I'm talking about. And yes, girls get theirs at different ages. It's completely normal.)

"I'll get your mother."

Y/N was already up. She had some tissue like things in her hand. She made her way towards Elizabeth and handed them to her.

"I know it might be late in age, Elizabeth, but it's normal for these things to happen. No you're not dying," Y/N said.

Y/N was very settle with these type of things. She always had a calm attitude towards it.

Now closing in on the baby's due date, Y/N now knows the gender: a boy.

"What do you want to name him?" Y/N asked on a random day.

"I don't know."

"I like the name Viktor." (If you're a friend of mine reading this, you're probably face palming. If you don't know me that well, go watch Yuri on Ice.)

"Viktor's fine with me."

~2 am~

At 2 in the morning, Viktor Pendragon was born. I could sense an immense amount of magic inside of him, larger than Elizabeth's. She was asleep on the couch. She refused to stay with Jeff and Marcus until we got back. She wanted to see her brother when he was first born. She got to hold him for a few minutes after his eyes opened up. He was so precious and vulnerable to the cold world.

~5 years~ (I know there are a lot of time skips, but it's 1 in the morning. My brain is literally dead at this point.)

Elizabeth is 19, I'm 40, Howl is 45, and Viktor is 5. He and Howl have been practicing magic, with the help of Elizabeth. Markl and Lucy finally got married and moved out. Though it was sad to see them leave after being with them for so long. Markl felt like a son to me, and Lucy was nice to have around. Early conversations in the morning while drinking tea. Without them, it was a little less noisy.