4 years. It had been 4 years since he had seen his son the last time. 4 years, since Jaron had stood in front of him. 4 years since he had sent the young prince to live a normal life. 4 years, since he started coming to the church.

King Eckbert stood on the altar, staring at the colorful window a few meters ahead. He was so deep in his thoughts, following the raindrops running down the glass, that he didn't hear the soft footsteps behind him.

"Hello, Father. "

The voice rang through the church, and Eckbert swerved around, heart pounding, taken by surprise. A few feet away, stood a teenager, about 15 years of age.

He had brown hair, which fell over his alert green eyes, making them barely visible. He was average height, with a slight but strong build.

Eckbert stared at his face, the strong jawline, the perfect eyebrows. There was no mistaking of the boy.

" Jaron?"

The boy gave a small, sad, smile and nodded. Before he realized what he was doing, Eckbert found himself throwing his arms around the smaller human.

To his surprise, Jaron returned the hug.

I didn't know what to think about the fact, that this might be the last time, I could see my father.

I was turning fifteen next month, which meant I would be sent away from the orphanage. If I wanted a job, that wasn't a farmer, a butcher or a blacksmith, I would have to leave the town.

Rain was pouring down from the sky, as I entered the church. I silently squeezed the water from my hair, while keeping my eyes on the figure standing on the altar.

I walked forward, my feet making only a small noise against the ground. I stopped about two meters from the man.

" Hello, Father. "

He had grown older. There were wrinkles on his face, ones, that I hadn't caused, by setting the throne room on fire. His once bright green eyes were now a dull colour but still, alert.

" Jaron?"

His voice wavered, and I watched his eyes widen. I nodded, and before I could even blink, I was enveloped in my father's arms.

I gratefully buried my face in his shoulder, feeling an unrecognizable burden lifting off my heart.

I never thought that I would embrace my father, but right then, there was no place on Earth I would've rather been.

*** I'm sorry; this was such a short chapter. I might do another one, but it means, that I'll need more encouragement, and ideas. If you have any, please tell me. ***