Once they got home, Vixen carried Arthur in his arms all the way to his room.
He placed Arthur on the bed as he watch his son sleep peacefully.
He caressed his cheek for a while and then the quilt on Arthur giving him a kiss on his forehead.
He watched the garden from the balcony of his room as he held a cup of wine drinking from the champagne.
His hands were pocketed as he walked the gardener carefully do the garden as he took a sip of the champagne while his mind wondered on the thoughts of what happened.
The woman, he couldn't help but think of who the woman, the woman looked so exactly like Prudence.
It made him worried though some part of him was feeling excited since it was her who he saw once again.
He thought he had lost everything but also the way Arthur called him his mother.
The woman was his mother.
