At the sound of a joyful voice, a small child appeared from between the shade of the trees. Catching sight of the two of them, the child's whole face lit up with a smile like sunshine, and he came running, pattering across the ground.
"Aaron!"
Mark dashed over in a single breath and swept the boy up into his arms. Aaron laughed his usual mischievous, rolling laugh.
"How did you know to come here?"
Mark asked, startled, and the boy grinned and looked back over his shoulder.
"I came with Your Majesty."
Mark's expression froze the moment his eyes met Christine's. He set Aaron down and bowed, courteous but stiffly formal.
"Your Majesty. What brings you all the way out here...?"
Christine shrugged as if it were nothing.
"I heard there was a good fishing spot."
At that, Aaron gave an embarrassed smile and let the truth slip…
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