#Chapter 40: Beauty in Disaster

Aldrich

For months, I had been dying slowly every day as I waited to discover if Theo was my son. I knew he was, but I awaited the admitall from Cathy like rain in a drought. Now that I finally knew, I was nervous to meet with him.

After Alan left to arrange for guards and warriors to prepare (even though we all decided to not inform anyone of our knowledge) Cathay looked at me and offered me what I never thought she would in this decade.

“Would you like to say good morning to your son?” she smiled, standing from her desk chair.

I grinned, nervousness getting the best of me. “I’d love to,” I said, then looked at her with concern. “We’re not–”

“No,” she said, shaking her head. “We do not have to tell him today. Let’s wait for a good day.”

I nodded, following her over to their connected door. She added over her shoulder, “Although, I’m pretty sure he is already aware, anyway. He has accidentally called you dad.”

I smiled at that, the one