Mason entered Jett's room with a proud father like smile as Jett was preparing for the wedding. "I always knew you were going to be something special, son. Look at you. You are sure making the XFW part of royal history, aren't you. I was wrong for telling you to leave her back then, but I'm glad you found a way to fix it," He said, coughing.
"You okay, old man?"
"Yeah, I just can't get rid of this cough. I'll be fine. Anyway, I am sorry for insisting you leave her behind."
"Don't be sorry, Mason. It was the right thing to do in the long run. I don't have any regrets. I wanted to ask you. Do you think I can do this?" Jett sat on the bed looking for his long-time mentor's advice. "I'm no king even though I play on on TV now."
