It all began when your father, King Skall, died in combat fighting against one of the neighboring kingdoms. You remember it like it was yesterday, a f...teful charge by his bodyguard in an attempt to break the center of their line ended with him unhorsed and surrounded by dozens of enemy pikemen. You saw his loyal and fearsome housecarls cut down, defending him with their lives as you rallied your personal guard to save him. But no matter how many enemies you slew to get to him, you couldn't. You would have thought it was bad luck to see each other for a week or two before by the way my family conducted themselves during that period.We had relatives to dinner every night. There was no prohibition against inviting Jeff, but they monopolized my time to such an extent I rarely saw him after dinner.I invited Jen and Rich a few times so he would have someone to talk to while waiting for me to become available. I didn't know what he did on the other nights.During dinner he would respond. What was disquieting, and most of why he didn't pay much attention to what some in the group said, was thinking about that day. Sandy had opened the baby blanket with it's pink satin edge promising him a breast if he'd cuddle with it. He did and she'd kept her promise.Martin also took one of those baby bottles Sandy said she'd simply replace tomorrow. So too the pacifier he now nursed in his room. It wasn't as good as Sandy's breast but ok for a nap. Just before bed again at Sandy's there was. There was an impressive array of alcohol on the table, far more than I was expecting. I mostly stuck to wine or whisky, and the sea of multi-colored bottles was slightly daunting.“Wow, you really went all out.”“I didn’t know what to have, so I just brought everything.” Jasmine said, blushing slightly.Jasmine was a bit dressed up for a casual drinking session to be honest; she was wearing a low cut top with a small jacket over it, paired with a short faux leather skirt and topped off with high.