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20 May 2086
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Just like the manor itself, the bedroom is richly adorned with trinkets big and small, mostly prized possessions from generations past, all of which displayed proudly, screaming with elegance and refinement just like its owner. Through the gaps of a richly cloaked window, the early morning sun filtered through and illuminated a young man’s face, peacefully asleep as he drifted through a pleasant dream, and the cacophony of singing birds echoing outside his window accompanying his moment of bliss.

Silently making his presence known, a tall man in his fifties stood at the threshold, clothed in the finest threads and manifested the aura of aristocracy, mirroring the exquisiteness of his immediate surroundings. He carries power with his stature but his countenance full of calm, his eyes brimming with affection towards the sleeping form on the bed, comfortably wrapped in the stillness of the new day.

Aldrich knew that the day has come for him to say his bittersweet good bye to the good old times, and renew his vow as a parent. It is time for him to step back and slowly tread the tranquil life of retirement. The man hoped that he did well as a father and mentor, despite the painful departing of his wife. Breathing in the rich smell of summer, Aldrich centered himself and prayed, as he stood there longingly, that Mordred’s married life would be a happy and favorable one. The man knew that his son, his precious one, missed the chance to enjoy the things that a complete family could offer. If there was one thing he would like to see before he departs this cruel world, it would be to see his beloved child happy, and content.

The man approached his son who was still engulfed in a sea of thick blankets, the young man’s head deeply buried in his soft pillow, oblivious of his father’s presence. Aldrich sat down on his bed side, as quiet and as graceful like a serpent slithering towards his target. The man studied the sleeping form lovingly, blinking away the silver tears that lingered on his lashes. It had been years since he took the time to quietly gaze at his son as he slept, happily living another life in his dream. Aldrich cracked a smile as he brushed one calloused finger on Mordred’s brow, silently and sadly reminiscing the time when his son would have a bad dream and call out to him. Soon, he knew that Mordred will no longer call him for comfort; instead, his son will be the one to have endless sleepless nights, rushing towards another room, comforting his own offspring. Aldrich took in a sharp gasp of air, almost shocked with the revelation, but alas, it must be accepted.

His azure eyes fell on Mordred’s grown hand. Slightly calloused, it showed the bulging veins against his skin carrying the pure Mordaunt blood, crisscrossing the back of his hand like an intricate work of art. It was a painful reminder that his boy had already passed the stage of awkward adolescence, and is now more than ready to tread the bigger world. Aldrich knew that his Mordred was more than ready for it. Was the world ready for him, though? The aged man gently took his son’s hand on his own and caressed it with his thumb. He was lost in the eddy of solace and peace with each stroke. Aldrich knew that a lot of shifting and changing will commence in a few hours, and the man wished that he could encase his son’s last moments as a boy. He only needed a moment. A moment to remember everything.

Aldrich swallowed the bile in his mouth as unwanted tears started to roll down his cheeks. He covered Mordred’s hand with his own, desperate to stop the time. He is stubborn to accept that his son is no longer a child. The man breathed in and out, seeking strength from the memories of his wife and used those to keep what was left of his composure. Aldrich berated himself for being selfish. However, he cannot be blamed. He knew that that day would come, but he did not expect that he will have to face that moment alone.

Aldrich uncovered Mordred’s hand, and saw a younger version of it. His hand was free from scratches and other markings, unharmed and protected from the evils of the world. The man smiled at it, and looked up to see a young boy, no more than nine years old with pink, bulging cheeks sound asleep. Aldrich painfully imprinted the image in his memory, for he knew that when he blinks, it will be gone forever. A content sigh and another tear came out of his eye as he slowly detached himself emotionally from his anchor. His Mordred. The man leaned closer and planted a loving and lasting kiss on his forehead. A kiss that is all too familiar to his son; a reassuring gesture that everything in the world will be fine, a guarantee that he will be there as long as time permits him. Aldrich finally blinked, and accepted the painful present. “Everything will be all right, Mordred. I vowed to your mother that I will be there for you when you need me. I can only hope that you will not forget me, my son. I love you, with all of my heart.” The words were expressed with gentleness and sincerity as his lips brushed his son’s hair as he spoke. It was a whispered promise full of undiluted love that only a loving parent can convey.

A sad grin escaped from Aldrich’s lips, as he inched away from his son. He might as well start reeling back his chains, and let go of everything else except for the memories he shared with Mordred. He must let go of his son, so that he could have a life of his own. As one of the highly respected Aurors, Aldrich stood straighter, proud shoulders expanded beneath his expensive clothing, and turned to go. He too must prepare for the battle ahead, but for now, he will let Mordred sleep longer, and continue to tread in his dreams. One last longing look was given to the sleeping form, and Aldrich gently closed his chapter as a doting father with the click of his son’s door.

Everything that transpired was not anticipated by the young man. As soon as he heard his door close, Mordred stirred beneath the layers of thick blankets and covered his eyes with his arm as he released his emotions to the heavens. He let himself be carried in a whirlpool of differing sentiments, gasping for air from time to time. He and his father have been through testing times, his mind filled with happy and sad memories with him. He danced with him through the storm, and now, he must let go because it’s now Sophie’s turn to dance with him. It will be a different beat this time, and a different story. Mordred knew that he cannot stop change, as much as he can’t stop the world from spinning. His father will remain in his heart, but today on his wedding day, he must let go of his father’s hand, and tread a different path with his future wife.

And so he lay there, taking in deep breaths as he centered himself. His future and the unknown awaited him as the gleaming sun made its presence known through the gaps of his emerald curtain. Mordred convinced himself that there is nothing to fear. He was assured with a loving promise and in return, he shall never, ever forget his words, nor the person whom he calls 'Father'.

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Thank you though! It took me AGES to write this one down, tweaking every bit of detail.

Well, it's part of a massive post that I've written before since the timeline belongs to a single date; Mordred's wedding day, but I thought people would appreciate it more if I broke it down into a one-shot instead of chapters since I wanted to show Mordred's relationship with every Mordaunt family member.

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The training salle was filled with a miasma of summer air, the big fenestrations covered with gossamer cloth were kept open, causing the feather light curtain to flutter and glide with the gentle wind. The polished wooden floor gleamed against the afternoon sun, and was tainted with a long shadow of an aged man. Clothed in his white fencing jacket and ashen breeches, Alfonzo stood in front of an open window, hands tucked behind with one of his epees, tapping its tip against the rich floor lost in his thoughts.

Adonis, Cuthbert, Ethan…Mordred.

Alfonzo’s visage was of signature calm as his mind drifted from one face to another. His thoughts however, coiled around Mordred like a graceful serpent ensnaring its prey. The old man had ignored one of his grandsons for far too long, though surprised with his decision to marry a half-blood, he had nothing to hold him back from doing so. He is a Mordaunt after all. He is, but one of the last few who carried the reputation of a true pureblood. One that is faithful to traditions and absurd practices. Alfonzo’s eyes narrowed as his mind flicked through the members of the Macmillans. Within the very short circuit of purebloods, he knew that the family was somewhat…mundane for his liking. Nothing extraordinary, albeit them being non-interventionists, and lovers of the expressive art.

Alfonzo stepped back from the window, and paced the expansive training salle, mulling over his thoughts. If he had opted for an arranged marriage, he would have chosen either the Quinns, or the Morganzos. Sadly, but luckily for his grandson, both of its family’s daughters already have children of their own. Alfonzo slowly stopped in his tracks, and watched his forlorn reflection on the floor. His wife, Sofia, had painfully reminded him through tongues of dagger that he himself had failed. It was an inevitable result of a forced marriage between two families, a preordained upshot that Sofia wishes for Mordred not to have in the future. But alas, a pureblood family from the past wanted to make its presence known: the Madines, the pureblood family who belligerently told his grandson to stay away from them, simply because of the blood that coursed through his veins. Alfonzo had sworn not to tolerate anything from that family as soon as he learned of what happened. Mordred had no idea, but it was his grandfather, who was responsible for the Madine’s migration to America. The old man may or may not have an underground army of sorts that threatened the family to flee. His voice is command, his presence, the law.

All thoughts were expertly thrown out of the window, as the doorman to the vast chamber opened the door, and let Alfonzo’s grandson enter the salle. Mordred, dressed in his own white fencing jacket and breeches, he strode the room with grace, his eyes never leaving his grandfather’s stare. The thin line that was Alfonzo’s grin was mirrored by the young man, though his, was weaker…it was as if it does not exist. Mordred had a rough morning, but it was no excuse to turn down his grandfather’s invitation to spar. “Good morning, grandfather.” A slight nod of his head was given, a custom that he never grew out of. “Good morning, grandson. I trust…your morning is good so far?” Mordred kept a straight face, forcing himself not to roll his eyes. He knew that his grandfather knew of his whereabouts…or what exactly transpired over the last couple of hours. “Not exactly my cup of tea. I will survive, however.” The grandson gave the old man a smirk. “I always have.” It was then Alfonzo’s turn to give his grandson a wry smile. “Of course. It’s not an ideal day to die, is it? Not on your wedding day, correct?”

There was no need to respond, for they both knew the answer to that. “Let’s see if you can beat your grandfather at his game. Gear up.” Mordred fastened his jacket in one swift motion, clasped his glove on, and donned his mask entirely covering his face, masking every single emotion from his grandfather. As soon as he was covered, the apprehension, worry, fear, and confusion came out. He knew that he will have to endure the sparring session to fully understand his grandfather’s intention as to why he was called. Mordred knew that upon masking his fears, he was more vulnerable to show it. Alfonzo liked to play with irony…and the young man was playing against a master of travesty.

En garde.


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The soft winter light filtered through the window, as feather like snow descended from the heavens, blanketing the vast ground below. The scene before an exhausted man was of peace and calm, picturesque as if he's in an endless, wonderful, and blissful dream. Mordred was lost in his thoughts, his sentiments anchored safely in the deepest recesses of his soul. He was thankful for the moment of silence, a pause from the whirlpool of emotions that assaulted him day and night when they welcomed two human beings who changed their world forever.

Mordred pulled back from his thoughts, and quietly turned to see their twins in their cot fast asleep. A gentle smile graced his tired face, banishing all traces of sleepless nights and fatigue. The father of two studied them both carefully, his eyes gleaming with happiness and pride. Soon enough, tears ran down his cheeks, silver teardrops landing on the children's blankets wrapped around them protectively like a cocoon. He never understood his parents' love for him, until that moment of heavenly bliss. In that moment, it was just him, Noah and Catherine while the world was fast asleep. Time stood still for Mordred, encasing every breath, every second. "You are loved, Noah and Catherine. Never forget that." With a gentle and loving brush of his calloused finger against their cheeks, he then kissed his babies goodnight.

Mordred stood straighter, wiping away the evidence of tears on his face. The young man then took an immaculately folded parchment from his pocket, and left it unopened atop a side table. On the outside was a neat handwriting of Noah & Catherine's names, meant for them to read when they are of age. For now, it shall stay sealed...and kept secret, until the time comes for them to try and test their wings. Mordred weakly grinned at the thought, took another loving glance at his sleeping children, and turned off the lamp.

Tomorrow is going to be a new day.

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To my dearest Noah Alexander and Catherine Rae,

As the world witnessed the ending and beginning of the year, a very fitting miracle of happiness and love happened to all of us. I remember the last hours of the year prior to be dark, the air, frazzled with much apprehension and fear. Everything was dead silent with the exception of your loving mother’s brave whimper as she struggled to keep you safe. She held on, until the time was right for you to breathe the same air as we do. I strained to keep my emotions as calm as possible, to be brave as I watched your mother battle with the inevitable pain. Just like her, I was hopeful. I braved the uncertain. That second I heard your cries, the moment they placed you both in my arms, I have never been more fascinated with life as I basked in the love that only my children could bring. Right then and there, I vowed to protect you with my whole being, for the rest of my life. For the first time in years, I allowed myself to be vulnerable. Without second thoughts, I let myself fall in love with the both of you.

Today, the world isn’t as beautiful as it had been when I was a child. The grass is no longer lush, nor is there any more greenery for you to enjoy. The skies have been darker these past few years, and it would have been wonderful if you could see how blue the sky was when I was just a mere school boy. Times, indeed, have changed. I am afraid I have to keep up with the shift, so I could keep up with you. Ahead are more complicated days for the both of you and your generation, but I assure you, your mother and I will be there, whether or not, we understand the how’s and why’s of your time.

It is true that once you become a parent, everything else won’t matter except for his or her children. I do not expect you both to understand this now, but you will in time. I have my apprehensions and uncertainties about the world you will be living in, but for now, I shall be content as I watch you sleep peacefully, and wonder about your dreams as I see a tiny smile grace your lips. Allow me to bask in your peace, as I assure myself of my worth as your father.

As I think about your future, I can only hope that I will get this kind of moment with the both of you again, to remind you of my vow. There will be times when I won’t agree with you, there will be moments wherein you will hate me, but do realize that I am, and will keep on struggling to be the loving father that you deserve. I do hope that when that uncertainty comes, you will realize the care and love I have for you.

You are one of the reasons why I exist, my dearest Noah and Catherine. I love you, more than life itself.

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Can I just say that I read your comment with Simon Cowell's voice??? I think I've won his vote in American Idol.

AND YES BABIES!!!
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Birth
Humanity in Motion :: Nathan Lanier


02 January 2089
Mordaunt Manor
Cambridgeshire, England


The once happy dwelling place was now enveloped in darkness. Although the trinkets made of silver and gold were kept clean, the pride and glory that it once held no longer saw the cheery light of day. Heavy curtains cloaked the fenestrations, shrouding all of its rooms in mystery, deepening and preserving the memories held within the four corners of the stately home.

The deafening silence was disturbed by a towering man in his early 50s as he appeared in one of the hallways, dressed in his signature attire of command. His clothing reflected the heaviness of his surroundings; mysterious, silent, completely devoid of emotion. This man was of signature calm, albeit the strong aura of power and intimidation. The slow but steady thud of his boot heels against the carpeted floor resounded, shattering the eerie stillness of the early hours of dawn like a dull rumbling of thunder.

Despite the detached expression worn on his aged face, Aldrich was thankful for the silence that immediately coiled around his mind. A slow, heavy exhale of breath was released to the ether...and an equal amount of soothing, clean air filled his lungs, making his mind, spirit and eyes flower with renewed energy. Naturally, and by habit, Aldrich crossed the room in three clean strides to a set of coffee table, twin armchairs, and at the very heart of this small sanctuary, a silver tray bearing the finest tea set of delicate Japanese porcelain.

The man took refuge in one of the chairs, enveloping his entire back in comfort. The man began to pour the contents into one of the ivory vessels, and the liquid caught the bright light of the evening goddess, Luna. The simple liquid made of water and tea essence transformed into crystalline liquid as it arched out of the pot’s spout. Silvery steam emanated from the lip of the cup, inviting Aldrich’s lips to come and take a sip. An enormous hand wrapped around the delicate porcelain, and soon, the liquid crystal coalesced with his mortal body, lulling him to a calmer state.

If the moon could only talk, it would have made its gentle presence known to the lone man sitting inside his study. The faint glow was not missed by the azure eyes however, prompting the man to sit up, and go through all the letters that was received days prior. A truant, Aldrich made his vexation known with a loud grunt, enough to scare away a herd of Porlocks.

Letters from societies he’s a member of, all addressing issues of complaints. All of them decided to play a game of politics. Going through each letter with calloused fingers, Aldrich scrutinized each word, glaring at the parchments like an unworthy opponent. “Politics. They are one and the same.” He murmured to himself, “Ad hominem.” Carelessly throwing the letters to the floor, the tired man sat down on his chair, and sipped his tea quietly washing away the bitter taste that recently formed in his mouth.

With the silence enveloping the man like a warm blanket, Aldrich did not miss the soft pattering of elf feet on his freshly polished mahogany floor. “Burn those for me.” His voice was gentle, but with an undercurrent of authority and power. Without a moment’s hesitation, Calen, Mordred’s personal house elf was down on its knees, gathering the unwanted correspondences, and threw it at the nearest fireplace. Azure eyes kept track of the tiny creature like a hawk bat, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

“You came here for a reason, Calen. What is it?”

“I came here to deliver the good news, Master.”

Elaborate, if you would.”

“Your grandson and granddaughter have been born. Master Mordred has personally sent me to give this to you.” A pair of elf hands reached out to the man, bearing a handsome cream coloured envelope. Aldrich, despite his excitement, kept a calm visage and took the envelope from the house elf. “That is all? You may leave.” With a snap of the elf’s finger, it was gone, and back to his master.

Carefully opening the flap, he pulled out the card bearing the birth announcement of his grandchildren. Aldrich took in a long breath, and slowly breathed out at the sight of two small human beings oblivious to the world they were born into. Somewhere in his heart, aged golden strings of paternal love wrapped lovingly around the smaller beating hearts. Though far away from him, Aldrich could feel the bond come alive. As his eyes lovingly stared at the announcement, his thoughts quickly went to his son—most probably in a state of panic, and his daughter-in-law who must be exhausted and drained from giving birth. The proud smile on his face turned into chuckles. A series of melodic baritone notes danced across the room, giving his study a breath of new life as he welcomed the new day with such good news.

Aldrich showed himself out of the house, and into the vast clearing of his stately home. 25 years ago, he had stood in the same spot with his wife Catherine, carrying his infant son Mordred. The young couple has decided to add another preposterous Mordaunt tradition.

25 years ago seemed like it was just yesterday when he held Mordred in his arms. If he had it his way, he would’ve loved to share the moment with Catherine, but just like any Mordaunt tradition—it must be kept alive no matter what.

Oh how he missed his dear, loving wife.

Proud shoulders took a few steps back. In one swift motion, Aldrich ignited the box of fireworks with his wand. The man waited, and in seconds, his eyes reflected the colourful sparks that painted the navy, velvety sky. The silence was shattered into many pieces as the cracking and popping woke up the mortals and spirits alike. No ounce of care could be seen on his face. It was his moment, and it was his entirely.

“Wake up, Catherine. Our grandchildren are here.” He kept his eyes on the colourful display way above his head, as he whispered the words to the world of the dead. He knew within the deepest recesses of his soul that his beloved wife is just around, watching the spectacle with him. “Keep them safe, my beloved wife...” he continued trying his best not to choke for distressing emotions silently made itself known. “And I miss you terribly.” A gentle breeze swept over the man’s face, and Aldrich released the pent up emotions into the ether. “Catherine...”

She was there, amongst the stars and breeze.

And as the skies turned back into a lifeless canvass of dark blue, Aldrich bowed his head back down and without much thought, went back inside the house to finally take a rest from the day’s routine.

On the other side of England, Aldrich and Catherine’s only son stood in his own clearing, gazing at the stars high above. He too lit up fireworks in honour of his twins, as well as to show his gratitude to his own parents. Mordred was sure that his mother and father are proud of him, no matter where they are now.

Life, has never been so good.

SPOILER!!: Replies!
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Originally Posted by Hey Ju View Post
*imagines Simon Cowell going "my heart just can't" and "adfjsndlkfjndsjfg"*

xD

BRAIN TWIN #2 :tackle:


And it would be an interesting RP, right? I wonder if they'll have the same or different reactions.

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Awwww those letters are so cuteeee! I especially love the one to Noah and Catherine :3
N'aaaw. Thank you, A2! *sprinkles you with luff*
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