"Would you accompany me forever and ever, Tammy?" Henry extends his heart and hand to his bride on the wedding night.

"Yes, definitely." Tammy is all excited.

"With God's speed and keep." Taym shed a tear, hugging his own mother at once.

"With God's speed and keep." She replied, embracing him as well.

"Now, stop it with all of these mushy feelings and keep your shirt on!" Alb was excited with a caring behavior. "And let go of your own mother. She's not going anywhere. Just wish her mere happiness."

"Wish you the best, Mama." Said Taym, as he still struggled in his tears.

"Thank you, baby." Tammy smiled diligently and then she left with her groom on the special air force one airplane which belongs to Sheewa and went to the United States of America in order to settle down.

"We're definitely going to miss her." Alb was sincerely touched.

"We sure will." Taym wipes his tears.

"I already miss Vera."

"Me as well."

"Do you think that they're going to make it?"

"For sure they would. Just keep faith."

Alb recalls her talk with Vera inside of the palace back at the Desert Sultanate while she was preparing some herbs in the red and blue oak square kitchen. "I feel so rude next to you, sometimes. I don't think that Taym would really like it."

"Why would you just say so?" Vera replied while squishing some dried lemons with raisins and a pinch of cinnamon. She then pours hot water to the mixture and prepares it for Alb to drink in a light black mug. "Here, enjoy."

"Thank you."

"You must know that Taym just likes you the way you are. Rude makes you unique. He is not a creep to start with; he's got a heart as pure as yoghurt. More than just easy and secured."

"You think so?"

"Of course. I know so."

"Sometimes I just think that you're perfect. I don't know why. You're so quiet and introvert. Not like the others."

"No one is impeccable. I do have flaws which I always work on. I'm just too strong on my dispositions. I don't like to show my feelings so much to the others. But, for sure, that I've had my own past. No one is empty out of experience. Think about it as an experience and not a mistake. Otherwise, you're going to just hate yourself."

"You're so easy with yourself. I envy that."

"It takes practice. Like I told you, I have my days as well where I might fret out of no reason. Just out of the blues, I get some bad feelings which are unexplainable."

"Like do you see things?"

"Yes, spirits keep addressing me."

"What do they tell you?"

"Nothing much, just hanging out."

"Haha. Funny."

"Yeah, that. Did you see Ward? Why don't you just give him a call and ask him to just join us."

"You like Ward a lot." She is enthused.

"I really do. He's just the reflecting mirror of his own father. He bears no grudges and he fogives easily. Besides, he's Taym's own father as well. All respect to that."

"Yeah, all respect to that."