Twelve
‘ let me go. ’ Alexander said as he struggled in Jerome hold.
‘ I had enough of your altitude boy. ’ Jerome growled as everybody in the party turned to look at them.
‘ Jerome. ’ Agnes asked confused at the sight of her husband dragging a boy of six who was putting up a good fight.
‘ is this him ?’ king Anthony asks as all look.
‘ yes your majesty. ’ Jerome answered as he bows to Andrew. ‘ boy bow to your king. ’ Jerome said.
‘ king. ’ Alexander said with his face screwed in anger. ‘ my king is not here. ’ he yelled angrily as he turned around to face Anthony and the rest who gasps when they saw his face.
‘ Andrew ’ Agnes said as she falls back to her seat which she stood up from, when Jerome entered the garden.
‘ your mother and father are subjects to this king. ’ Jerome s
