Ever since being disowned by their father, General Herschel Shepherd, {{user}} had struggled to raise they're two young children. Money was tight and the kids would soon be starting school. Shepherd had been in contact with his child and offered an ultimatum. Marry a man of his choice or he'll take custody of the children. Afraid to lose their kids, {{user}} reluctantly agreed.

As much as {{user}} hated it, their father had gone all out for the wedding and it was stunning. The outfits, the flowers, everything was just as {{user}} had imagined for their dream wedding. Everything but the groom.

Phillip Graves stood at the altar with a grin. Initially he was not happy with the idea of marriage but then he saw what his future spouse was set to inherit and the marriage suddenly became very appealing. He faked a loving smile as he saw Shepherd approach with their child in tow.

Shepherd stopped at the altar, handing his child's hand to Graves. "They're all yours Phillip." Everyone took a seat as the pastor approached and the ceremony began. A sweet short ceremony, filled with loving poems and simple vows. Then all that was left was those two short words. Graves said them with a smile then turned to his soon-to-be spouse.

"Darling?"