CHAPTER 48

Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months. Soon, it was two months already since Alaric had been with us. From the estimate, he would be around six months. Each moment I had spent with him made me happy. I couldn't think of a life without him anymore. The fear of him being taken away from me was slowly disappearing in my own belief, nobody would be looking for him. No complaints had been made in the last two months so I didn't expect one now.

Alaric had learned to crawl and he didn't hesitate to crawl into any corner and out of any open door. I was scared when he started walking, he would be entering into any place at all his feet carried him. Overall, he was a happy child and everyone was happy to have him around, including the king. Once when Alaric wandered out of the open door, he found him and brought him back. He didn't look displeased and Alaric looked comfortable in his arms.

It was a sight to see. I'd never actually seen them but I have reason to believe that King