Autumn 966 MC
Braedon giggled as Gerald lifted him up into the air.
"Careful," said Jane. "You don"t want to drop him."
"Don"t worry. I"ve got a good hold of him."
They sat on a blanket with Anna and Alric, in the middle of the hedge maze at Uxley.
"So many memories," said Anna. "I first met Gerald here."
"So you did," he replied. "That seems like a lifetime ago."
He passed Braedon over to Jane, who looked down fondly at the infant. "He looks just like you," she said.
"Nonsense," said the old warrior. "We"re not related."
"But I thought you Anna"s father?"
He looked at her and grinned. "If I were truly her father, wouldn"t that make me king?"
"Oh yes. I should"ve realized that. I"m sorry. I"ve gone and embarrassed myself."
"Not at all," said Anna. "The fact is I consider it an
