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The Little Prince (Klaus’ POV)

I soothed Arron until he calmed down. I then picked him up and we continued on our way. My heart prickled with fear and worry. The things that Arron had just said matched the pink-masked clown’s claims. I needed to find Crystal as soon as possible.

“No, you’re going the in the wrong direction. This isn’t the way to Mommy!” Arron was slapping my arm frantically in a bid to make me stop. He twisted his tiny body and pointed in another direction. “It’s that way. We need to go there to save Mommy.”

I blinked at him in a mix of surprise and bafflement. “How do you even know where she is? Weren’t you unconscious just now?’

Arron scrunched up his adorable brows. “I don’t know how to explain it, but I just know. I’ve always had some telepathic abilities, ever since I was a baby. I can just tell. Maybe it’s because Mommy and I are connected.”

I nodded, even as I processed this new information. Arron seemed to possess a keen sense of connection to his surroundings