Amgyptapan

Chapter 32: New Addition

Akiva and Trinity had been on several dates in the past six months. Trinity had been living in the mansion, much to Chandrakant's distaste, for two months. She had been hired locally as a fashion designer. Takai was now six years old.

Currently, Akiva and Nothile were lounging in the living room. Takai was laying in his father's lap. Chandrakant, predictably, was training in the dojo. Molahs kept trying, in vain, to play with his son's hair.

Hessa and Trinity were in the garden at the far end of the mansion. Recently, Hessa had gotten the urge to have another child. Due to unsuccessful attempts, Hessa felt horrible about herself. Nothile, however, was not worried.

"Do you think that it's the right time for me to ask Trinity to marry me?" Akiva asked, suddenly.

"I do not know." Nothile replied. "I suppose that the rules of proposal etiquette differ from person to person. Who knows, now may be the right time."

Molahs asked, "Have you two ever...you know?"

"Fucked?" Akiva clarified.

At his father's nod, Akiva responded, "No, not yet. I think she wants to wait."

Nothile scoffed, "You have not tried to do anything?"

Akiva replied, indignant, "Of course not!"

"Then, how do you know that Trinity wants to wait if you have never tried anything?" Nothile pointed out.

Akiva stammered for a few minutes before finally saying, "I hate you."

Nothile snorted. He understood that Akiva didn't mean it. Absently, Nothile lulled his sleeping son deeper into slumber by rubbing one of the six year old's puppy ears. A smile formed on his lips as Takai snuggled into his father and sighed happily.

Molahs remarked to Nothile, "When they're little, they're so much more simpler."

Nothile hummed and replied, "Yes, they are. Some days, I wish Takai could always stay this size. Then, I remember that that will never happen."

Molahs nodded and returned, "Circle of life and all. I remember when my sons were Takai's age. A good part of Chandrakant's childhood, I missed because there was war and diplomatic matters that took up a lot of my time. After Akiva and Hessa's mother died, I spent most of every waking moment taking care of them. Most of the time, Chandrakant had to fill in as Lord of the West for me."

Akiva chimed in, "Really? I didn't know that!"

Molahs chuckled, threw an arm around his son's shoulders, and said back, "Well, of course not! To me, you and your sister were more important than my duties."

"Was it not the other way around with Chandrakant?" Nothile asked.

Molahs answered, "It was. I had made that mistake once, I didn't want to make it again with my younger son and daughter."

While Molahs and Nothile went back and forth, Akiva quietly contemplated his earlier question. He had found the perfect ring. The only problem was finding the right time to propose. Akiva wondered if Trinity even wanted to marry him and be his Bonded.

Akiva was cooking dinner for himself and Trinity. He had picked today to propose. Nothile had been more than happy to cook dinner for the rest of the mansion's occupants. Akiva was planning on a candlelit dinner, a romantic setting.

Unbeknownst to the night's chef, Nothile, Molahs, Hessa, Takai, and, surprisingly, Chandrakant were at the other entrance to the kitchen's door. Takai, of course, had no idea what was going on, but he was vastly curious. Molahs could barely contain his excitement. In fact, all but Chandrakant were anxious to hear Trinity say 'yes' when Akiva finally popped the question.