The after party met with filled celebration. Trey gathered with
his wife Lauren and son Tremen. next to Liam and Devon.
Trey, in proud pride. “Alright big brother. Way to go Honorary
Sir Niles! So when do you leave for the calvery?” His arm in a
sling.
Liam, “In the morning. First light.”
Lauren, “That soon?”
Liam, seeing Tauna mingling with one of the parishioners
men folk. Her face of long sadness, but looks up to do her
duty well in smiles. He notices the man showing fondness to
her, with slight touches upon her hand. Turns away with
unsettled look. Then returns his continued glance to her.
Lauren, seeing this. “Well don’t you worry we will take very
good care of her, won’t we Trey?”
Trey, looks at his brother, then looks over to Tauna. Then back
to him. “Yah. Sure. Very good care of her. Make sure she will
be just fine ……..in our hands…….until you arrive home again.
yep, huhu.”
Lauren sees Trey unamused at his brother, leaves with her
drink in hand to mingle with others.”Tremen, let’s go talk to
grandma and grandpa Drake, ok?”
Liam quickly veered at his brother. “Trey, what in the bloody
hell are going on about this time. The same reason why we
fought as kids. And you had better mind your wits with me.”
Trey, “For the same reason I told our father on you many
times growing up. Because I know you better than anyone
else. For the same reason I am so damn proud to be your
brother. I love you enough to tell that you’re being bloody
foolish with Tauna. That to say, that she’s willing to let you
go achieve even higher status, but is there a means to an end
to all this higher status stuff?”
Liam, taking a sigh. “Tauna told me to. But why do I still feel
unsettled about it? And with Mr, handy pandy with her,
touching my wife like that.
Trey, with understanding. “Lauren sometimes tells me to do
it, but then later I have heard her cry alone in bed when I’m
not with her. Fickle or not. Their hearts want us. She has given
to you, but where is it going to? Go, if you must, but see
reason of her.” He gives him a respectable hand put upon his
shoulder, then begins to walk away.
Liam, grabbing onto him. “Trey.”
Trey stops to look back at him.
Liam, gives him his loving approval. “Thanks for being my
brother.”
Trey, places his hand upon his brother’s hand in bonding love,
grins at him, leaves.
Liam, Standing alone in his honorable cloak suit, holding his
drink in one hand, taking another lingered look at her.