His children were growing fast, already approaching their first birthday. When had that happened? Liam's second birthday was this coming winter; in the King's mind, he did not think of the darker of his first sons now. He did not think his son was dead, but for all intents and purposes... Noah was gone. He had not come back and he had been gone for a year now. The exact date was unknown to the caramel King, but he knew it had been roughly a year since. He wondered if Ayita thought of Noah often; he knew he tried not to.
Nosing open the door to their home, the King spotted his darkest son resting in the shade. A small smile met the sight. Hati was much more of a night owl than his siblings, and as such, it made sense that he would be out now, when the sun was beginning its descent into the night. He approached his resting sun at an easy pace, his head held low to the ground, relaxed as he was without the need to hold himself up in the place of a King.
"Enjoying the cooler air?" he asked, lowering himself to sit beside his son.
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