Chapter Nineteen: There is no goodbye for people who love each other

Three years later: "Courtyard of the palace; Kesey and Enea."

"Enea don't climb that tree!" I said aloud, resting my hands on my hips as my son continued to do what I had repeatedly told him not to do.

"Why, no? I want to see what's in that nest." He pointed to the highest point of the tree, where there was a small nest, looking at me with an adorable pout on his face. I looked up and tapped my toe on the muddy ground.

"You'll fall and you'll get hurt: you're too small to climb!" Who knew that being a mother to a wayward child was easy? Especially if he had the spirit of an adventurer and someone who was constantly getting into trouble.

"But, mom!" He whimpered, looking at me with his heterochromatic eyes. I approached him, ruffling the raven forelock in front of his eyes. I hunched my back forward, reaching his height: he was only three years old, but he was quite tall for his age.