Chapter 1. The start

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It was late night, the cold was just unberable but he didnt care all he care was beyond that heavy,dark oat door. It had already past three years since they met and he thought was that everything went to far, that was a mistake. Morzan decided to rest a bit in his chair when suddenly another scream pierce through his ear; he wanted to destroy that damn door and see why it was taking so long. Before he could open it someone scream "Dont you dare tress pass it,it`s almost over!"

He was left to wait and wait, after a short while, his servant Tornac walk past him, "Stay, Im bore to death," hissed Morzan. Tornac Stopped dead in his tracks "Is there anything I could do or bring you, my lord?," asked Tornac feeling Morzans cruelty in his voice. "Ahh, yes, bring me a bottle of red whine;" Morzan the started to continue walking up and down.

After an hour or maybe three the nurse told him to got inside. At the big bed, there lied Selena, his wife,blackhand, and now the mother of his child. "It`s a boy," he heard a nurse replied and then she carefully she gave the baby to Morzan; he was now grinning "My son" he hissed to no one in particular. He saw that the baby had a really white skin,black hair and some light blue eyes; he started to see his on future a dragonrider maybe, a magician? Warrior? He hand the baby back and make his way to the door thinking the future.......

"Morzan!Wait!, who will we call him?!?!"

Morzan stop and look back at Selena holding their son "Ahh,I actually hadn`t think that much about it, but i like Murtagh," Selena seems to think about it before replaying "Yes, Murtagh fits. His name is Murtagh."

And with that he marched out of that room thinking about of his possible future... "your whine! Sir," Tornac called from behind a marble pillar. Morzan eye him and then went back to grab it and leave through another heavy oak set of doors.