In Willoville palace, a knock is heard outside the Queen’s chambers. King Scot pulled bed sheets over to cover their naked bodies before answering the knock.
An excited Carl came running in and jumped into bed with his parents. Prince Luis walked in behind him.
“Mommy!, Father!” Carl exclaimed excited, planting wet kisses on their cheeks.
“Hey Sweetheart” Meryln responded, hugging him tight. She had not seen him for few days but it felt like it was a lifetime.
“Hello handsome” King Scot responded, rubbing his hair. Oh how he missed his talkative lookalike.
“Not just handsome but handsome Prince Carl of Avetmore” Carl corrected proudly.
“You could be handsome Prince Carl of Willoville” Meryln teased.
“The baby in your tummy will be for Willoville” Carl responded, excited.
