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."

this to run away

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

but hadn't taken more than a couple of steps when the

worry, aren't you?" Alaric was furious, 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,

about? I don't

like that; you're going to

for his runaway son and now mistook Harry for

mean? That he and the

Harry could process the situation further, Alaric was already carrying him back to the

this a palace or something?" Harry

set him down on a couch and crouched before him, his gaze softening. "Caspian, whatever happens, you must never run away from home

recall hearing that name just a moment

hurriedly reached out to feel

me. What's

suspicion, so he improvised, "When I ran off earlier,

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

the order given, Liona set off to make calls

are truly strange - mistaking someone for your son. So, if he's mistaken me for his child, where has the

dragging Galatea along in a sprint until she could run

pressed, catching the panic in his demeanor.

really hungry. Remember last time, Mom, you said you'd make me barbecue? That's all I want right now." "For just that?" she

Caspian nodded resolutely.

stay mad at him, so with

during his hospital stay.

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