Chapter 9 They Both Mistook the Son


Caspian missing?

Alaric rushed to his bedroom, witnessing sheets trailing from the bed to the downstairs window. Had Caspian risked a leap from the second floor to follow the Galatea? "Search!" commanded Alaric. "I want everyone on this!"

Galatea had just left; Caspian couldn't have gone far.

Meanwhile, Harry, who had been hiding in the bushes, only emerged when all was quiet. His mother and the man-where had they gone?

As Harry stepped out, preparing to call his mother, an overjoyed voice erupted behind him, "Mr. Knight, we found Caspian!"

Before Harry could react, a flurry of maids rushed towards him. He was baffled.

Are they talking about me, Caspian?

"Caspian, this is completely unacceptable!" Alaric approached with a stern look, scolding him firmly.

Harry's eyes widened in confusion.

"Caspian, you can't just run off like that; it's too dangerous!" Liona, having found an empty bedroom, was equally terrified. "You can't go wandering off again."

"Are you looking for me?" Harry was even more puzzled.

"Of course, we're looking for you, Caspian," said Liona, examining his outfit. "When did you get these clothes? I've never seen them before."

to run away from home?" Alaric's tone

confessed, bewildered. "I'm not Caspian. I don't

a couple

yet fearing he might provoke a health crisis in Caspian, he swallowed his anger and said, "How many times do I have to tell you? That woman is not, and will never be, your

what are you talking about?

you're going to break my heart,"

he was searching for his runaway son and now mistook Harry for his own son. That was Harry's quick

what did this mean? That he and

already carrying him back to the hall. Entering the grand space, Harry's

palace or something?" Harry asked in

crouched before him, his gaze softening. "Caspian, whatever happens, you must never run

recall hearing that name just a moment

the vacant look in his eyes, so he hurriedly reached out to feel Harry's forehead. Was he feverish, or was this a relapse of some sort? Why was he

don't scare me. What's wrong? Are you feeling

worried, Harry realized he needed to play along to avoid suspicion, so he improvised, "When I ran off earlier, I hit my head. Now, some things are

with sweat in visible anxiety, and he quickly instructed Liona, "Get Cormac and the doctors, all

order given, Liona set off to make

son. So, if he's mistaken me for his child, where

real Caspian was dragging Galatea along in a sprint until she

Galatea pressed, catching the panic in his demeanor. "Why all this

insisted, "I haven't caused any trouble; I'm just really hungry. Remember last time, Mom, you said you'd make me barbecue? That's

Caspian nodded resolutely.

never stay mad at him, so with a sigh,

was abuzz with a lively energy that Harry hadn't even experienced during his hospital stay. Surrounded by more doctors than ever, he felt a

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