We are here on a very important task, Vasilla.”“Is it to pray better?” he asked.“Don’t worry about that now. The woman, Vasilla. This Fatima... Have you been down to the slums?”“Yes, I’ve been down there almost every day.”“Did she take notice of you?”“I think so. I find her very pretty. She’s kind of fat too.”“Fat? A woman of the slums? How can she be fat ... unless, yes Vasilla, she has to be fat. She’s pregnant.”“What child is this, my holiness?”“You will never understand unless you pray. Once. When his mother came out from visiting the captain, she'd greeted the stranger like a lost friend. She'd later told me that he was taught by the same person she was and they'd learned the basics together but that he'd continued to study the fine points of the art more and more and rose up to the rank of Griffin while she learnt the fined points to tracking and wood craft.When he watched his mother and the griffin spar he was amazed, he was so fast that his mother barely stood a chance. And so. She also seemed surprised. Anyway, we greeted each other. She asked me that she has not seen me there before to which I told her about my job…Blah blah..So we separated and I went to the company. This went on for a few days, and we became quite friendly… On 7th jan (i remember the date) while returning back I bought a few corona pints for the night and as I entered the building compound, there she was …In a white top and a blue jeans.. I had no intentions of fucking her even now as she was just. None of them necessary – no name, no child and no Shenna. Idriates had been the next woman he slept with, the next woman he had fallen in love with, and in the end the result had been the same but worse – for there was not tied up the love of one person, but of three, Idriates and son and daughter. Not a mere mental image of what a child would be, but the laughing, sweet faces of his children, named Shenna after his first wife and Benote after his uncle, his children had been fully developing.