"Egon! Where are you? Mama's leaving!"
Prince Egon appeared behind a rose bush. He was followed by the German Shepherd called Quatro.
"Mama, I'm here!" yelled the three-year-old prince. "Quatro, come! Mama's looking for us!" The dog trotted with him.
Daphne smiled as she saw her son. Prince Egon was wearing a shirt called camisa de chino and a pair of baggy pants. They were his play clothes.
"Where have you been? Breakfast is ready!" The time when Daphne would have picked him up had passed. Her son was too independent. He wriggled if she hugged him.
"Just one kiss will do," Prince Egon would say in a serious tone and he would offer his one cheek.
Daphne contented herself with a kiss on a chubby cheek. They held hands as they walked to the breakfast room.
"Hello, Egon!" King Avner wa
