บท 145: The Goblet

"Please do not bother your pretty little mind with that Pia," said Daryn. His wife had done an excellent job, his father was phenomenal and he wasn't bothered about kids because all he wanted was a long life with the only person who made him feel alive. He was laughing on the inside. He looked at his father and nodded saying a mental 'thank you'. 

Caleb's nostrils flared in anger. With his legs planted wide, elbows away from the body and his chest thrust out, in a breathy voice he said, "Daryn, mind your language. You can't talk to Pia like this." 

"I am sorry Caleb, but even Pia can't talk to my wife like that. She is no one to question whether we can produce children or not," replied Daryn with tightness in his expression. This was turning out to be ugly. He wanted to lift Dawn in his arms and walk out of the Silver Mansion, the door of which seemed more than a thousand miles away at the moment.