Rowan glanced at the tiny boy, who had just posed such a significant question with innocent certainty. He wondered just who this kid was. Either this kid didn't know who he was, or he didn't understand the gravity of what he was asking. Either way, he couldn't just crush the child's feelings. Rowan found himself momentarily captivated by Vaughn's naive and cheerful expression.
Rowan leaned down slightly to be at Vaughn's eye level. "Who is your mother, and don't you have a father?" he asked gently.
Vaughn's expression turned somber. "No, I didn't have a father when I was born. My mommy is as pretty as a fairy. I am sure, you won't be disappointed."
Rowan nodded thoughtfully, considering the boy's earnest words. Just then, a voice interrupted them from behind.
"Little master, why did yo
