"Come here my boy," she looked to the side to see Charles smiling at Milo. They were sitting in her mother table, who was preparing the food. She was holding Mal in her arms, she was keeping. Mal always liked to sleep, nothing ever bothers her. While, Milo is adventure boy. Milo came running to Charles in his embrace. Slowly, she smiled seeing the sight of her son. Milo looked to the side, seeing fresh corn.

"Mother, can I have some corn?" He asked. Charles picked him up sitting in his lap. "Of course, my boy. How was your day?" He asked. Milo took a bite and began to think. "Well, Lancelot took me to find some moonstones." Gwendolyn eyes lit up. Ever since, she met Lancelot. He has been a nice boy only four years older than her children but he sure knows how to handle them.

"Stay close to Lancelot, okay!" She demanded. Milo rolled his eyes and took another bite.

Gwendolyn looked hurt, gasped. While, Charles laughed. "Oh, come on. Gwendolyn, Milo is my son. You carried the trait of my brother, I swear. He is king." Milo began to giggle in Charles embrace. Gwendolyn smiled seeing them together. They were truly father and son. She loves her boys, nothing will ever happen to her boys. It was done. She loved her beautiful son. Milo is her pride and joy, her little boy.

She swears she sees a lot of her father in him. She sometimes gets afraid. Milo is a a person to become adventuresome. Her mother told her that her father used to jump of cliffs and kill animals like a hobby. She wished her son doesn't turn out like that. Than, she noticed Charles who was like that.

She sighed. Milo for sure will turned out like his father.

"Mama, would Mal find herself up now?" Milo asked. She turn to look at her son. "Go on, check on her." Milo smiled getting up and leaving the room.
"He is handsome boy." Charles commented.

"He is our son." She murmured. "Nothing will happen to him."