Chapter 43
Kol was getting ready for the day ahead. Kessa had already left. She placed a sweet note on her pillow.
There was a knock at his door, “come.” It was Frego. “My son, those are lovely.” Frego’s attention was pulled to a small desk at the foot of the bed. A large vase of flowers had been put there. Are they from you?”
“Me? No.” Frego shook his head. “I will take credit for it if you need me to.”
“They are lovely.” Kol was lost in thought.
“You know, you get flowers every year on this day.”
The expression on Kol’s face was of shock and dismay. “Something else I’ve forgotten.” He traced one of the colorful flowers with his finger. This day filled him with joy and torment. He would have like to forget it. But the man standing in front of him would never allow it. “Do you have special plans today?”
“A group of us are going to the far beach. Nothing really exciting. I’ve invited Violet.” Frego blushed.
“You like her?”
He had the same crooked smile that his dad had. “Yeah. She’s pretty amazing.” Kol handed his son a small velvet box. He was excited and nervous at the same time. “Dad!” He exclaimed.
Kol had given his son his mother’s wedding rings. “Keep them safe until the day you choose to give them away. Perhaps if things get serious with Violet, she may get your mother’s rings.” Frego was shocked when his dad cupped his hands around his and the box. “I am not giving you these as a trap. I don’t want you to view this gift as me pushing you in any way to get married or start a family. When you are ready, give these away because you want to. Because you feel that you can’t live another day without this person. Give them away out of love not any other reason.”
Frego choked down the lump that was in his throat. “Thank you.”
Kol smiled, “enjoy your birthday.”
“Thank you.”
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