11-30-2016, 09:55 AM
Caesar retreated to the back of the room, hidden under the shadow of the curtain. He had lost his mother at age 9, not quite old enough to hold onto her memory, and he had missed her immensely since then, even though all he could remember was the face from an old photo of her holding him in her arms, his father standing beside, all 3 looking quite happily into the camera. He had matured fast aftwrwards, graduating from the military school at a record breaking 20 years of age. Many had accused that to be a result from the governor's intervention, and he didnt bother to clarify, but he knew that wasnt the truth. In fact the principal of the school held a secret grudge towards his father and he had suffered, but in the end he still proved himself with his own hardwork.
Looking at Victor from afar, he found himself desperately wanted that to be his daughter instead of being some bastard of his husband's. He knew Victor would be a loving and great father, just that he didnt know if there would ever be a day where Victpr would be willing to carry his child, children, for him. He got lost in his own thought in the corner, watching the interaction between father and daughter silently.
Looking at Victor from afar, he found himself desperately wanted that to be his daughter instead of being some bastard of his husband's. He knew Victor would be a loving and great father, just that he didnt know if there would ever be a day where Victpr would be willing to carry his child, children, for him. He got lost in his own thought in the corner, watching the interaction between father and daughter silently.
