Chapitre 892: Visiting an Old Friend

Berengar sat within the castle of Marienburg with a wide grin on his face. The man across from him was none other than an old friend, one who he had not seen in some time. Eckhard sap from a cup of a tea, as his wife Martha sat beside him.

No longer was there a look of disgust or disdain on her face as she gazed upon her much older husband. Nor was there any malice in her eyes. Instead, there appeared to be a deep sense of trust and loyalty. So much so that even Berengar was surprised. 

In the woman's lap was a small infant boy, the first of Eckhard's children to be born a male. Though the retired Field Marshal had several daughters over the past few years, this was well and truly his first son.  Eckhard gazed upon Berengar's mismatched eyes as he took a sip from his coffee before making a comment about the man's peculiar appearance.