Epilogue #1

*Alastair Pov*

I stared at the way my sword got taken away from my hand and I groaned before kneeling down on the ground.

“Bhairav! You should fight back and not take the swords away from the enemies.” I explained to my son which I am doing for a long time.

“It is fun!” he mumbled grinning at me.

“No! It won’t be fun on the real war.” I continued to explain, but he continued to grin at me and I heard someone chuckling from behind me.

“This is all your doing.” I accused her before standing up.

“He is a child, Alastair. He has no need to know what to do in the war at this five years of age.” She mumbled lifting our son.

“You get to teach him your talent then I should be doing the same right? But he is just taking away the sword from me with the talent you taught him.” I uttered before walking away and sat on the steps.

“I promised my Father that I will teach my kids and I did.” She mumbled shrugging and kissed his cheek.

“I want to teach my son to fight, which I only know. Is that wrong