Aaron entered the foyer and looked around the familiar place where he had spent most of his childhood, running around and playing. The voices from the past still echoed in the air, and images from those days began to flash before his eyes.
"Aaron, you're going to get a beating, I tell you," a woman's voice called out as she hurried after a young boy running across the foyer, her expression angry.
"Mother, apologies. I didn't mean to hide it from you. I won't go anywhere without telling you," the boy pleaded.
"What has angered my beautiful wife?" a man asked as he entered the foyer with his knights in tow.
"Ask your son," she replied, looking at the boy who was trying to hide behind his father.
"What have you done, young man, and how dare you anger my beautiful wife?" Reghan, the man, turned to face his son.
"I sneaked out of the estate alone," Aaron replied apologetically.
