Chapter 26 : The Night Before the Wedding

Erik’s POV

“Can you believe it? Erik getting married?” Ulf asked, pouring glasses of aged mead around the table. It was just a small get-together with my brothers in the safety of the palace. A bachelor’s party, if you would, but without the scantily clad women.

Thank the Gods.

The only woman I was interested in seeing scantily clad was Poppy. I’d gotten a taste of her, seen how soft and supple her body was and I could confidently say that I didn’t want anyone else.

Huh. Maybe I would make a decent husband. Father? Not so sure. But I could be a decent husband.

Anders laughed quietly, snatching his mug to lift it high into the air. “I thought I’d never see the day. To think we had to keep him from diving overboard on the way here. Look how far you’ve come, brother.”