Memory Lane 2...!

"Were you talking to me, Dear?" The King asked as he asked the Queen.

Letting out a deep sigh, the Queen placed her hand on her chest as she breathed in and out, relieved.

Frowning, the King asked;

"Darling, what's wrong?" He asked as he approached her.

Then giving the King a very stern look, the Queen paused and said;

"Never do that again!"

Frowning deeper, the King asked again;

"Do what?"

"Where you under a spell or something?" The Queen asked again, keeping the King in suspense.

Frowning and still confused, the King asked;

"What are you talking about?"

The Queen still didn't answer his question as she turned to look at little Andrew and asked him;

"Andrew, didn't you hear me when I was calling your Father and he refused to answer?"

Andrew nodded.

"Yes Mother...!"

"And then you said that I said that you were not permitted to enter the chambers of I and your Mother, right?"

The King asked sternly as he turned his attention to little Andrew, who stiffened when his Father said that...

To show that he remembered.

And also because, he knew what was coming next...

"On second thought, what are you doing in here, Andrew?" The King asked.

The King was not the kind of person that forgets something easily...

Once he gives you an order and you refuse to carry it out obediently,

Or you give an excuse, such as you forgot...

Or, you deliberately refused to do it, and when asked why, you couldn't give a pretty good explanation...

Or, you just suddenly go dumb...

You're in big trouble!

And that was the case for little Andrew...

Andrew stiffened as he stopped breathing once his Father said that.

Why had he come to meet his Mother in here in the first place?

Andrew couldn't help but ask himself.

The King was very stern when he said that, causing Andrew to stop breathing.

On the outside, the King was being stern, but in the inside, the King was happy...

The King didn't forget his initial plan to play a little so he didn't forget his plan.

And it turned out that it had worked perfectly.

The Queen smiled when she heard what her husband; the King said, she was looking at him smiling brightly

But what she didn't get was why Andrew hadn't answered yet...

So she turned her head to look at Andrew, to find out that he was stiffened.

Calling his name;

"Andrew...?"

The boy didn't answer.

"Andrew?" She called again but still didn't get a reply.

Turning to look at the King who looked at Andrew with his eyebrow raised, as if he didn't care, the Queen tuned back to Andrew as she made her way to him.

"Peter, what have you done?"

The Queen asked as she picked up the front of her dress as she climbed the little stairs to the top where their bed was and squatted so that she could take a look at Andrew.

Frowning,the King asked;

"Hadassah, what do you mean by 'what have I done...?'" The King asked, clearly disappointed.

Turning to look at her husband, the Queen said with a serious expression on her face;

"He's not breathing...!"

The King frowned as he found it funny and asked;

"What...?" As he laughed.

His wife looking up at him sternly, said;

"I know you find this funny, but trust me, it isn't...!" She said, her bocce sounding quivered.

"What do you mean you know I find this funny?" The King asked disappointedly.

"You just said that out boy's not breathing...why would you know say that you know I find this funny...?" He asked again.

"I know you were just playing back then when you entered the room earlier...and you were probably thinking of what you could have ever done on your entire life to belssed with such a wonderful family as this, but you scared the hell out of us!"

The King smiled as he approached his wife.

Hugging her by her waist, the Queen shrugged him off.

But this only had the King.

Whispering into her ear, the King said;

"Well, I was only playing with you both...I didn't mean any harm...!"

Once he said that, the Queen looked at him in surprise.

"Really...?" She asked.

The King nodded.

Letting go of her waist as he stood up straight, the King added;

"Besides, he's really not supposed to be in here...!"

"So you said that to scare the hell out of  him or what...?" The Queen asked as she recalled what Andrew had told her earlier.

The King shrugged.

Looking at her husband with her mouth wide open, the Queen said;

"Unbelievable...!"

"What's so unbelievable?" The King asked confused.

"What's unbelievable's the fact that you deliberately said that to raise Andrew's body temperature...!"

The Queen's voice was a bit high as she placed the back of her palm on Andrew's forehead to feel his body.

Sighing in relief, the Queen said;

"He's getting better...He's calming down!"

The King smiled.

Why he smiled was due to the fact that his wife was so busy worrying about Andrew, she couldn't see his expression...

If she was facing him, he would had a stern expression on, so as to name her feel as if he was being serious... meanwhile, he wasn't...

And the second reason was was that he was happy...

Yes, happy...!

When the Queen said that Andrew was not breathing, he felt his heart almost stop pumping blood because he knew he was the cause of it.

Just trying to have a little fun, with his little family had the boy stop breathing, he got scared...!

Though as the King, he couldn't let it his expression become visible otherwise, he wouldn't be regarded as King anymore...

But forget the King position right now, he is with his family.

But what made him smile earlier and hug his wife by her waist was what she said about Andrew not breathing...

'Was she being serious...?'

Was all the King could ask himself...