Aaron was asleep in his room; after his duel, Blair brought him back to the castle and Camula got him ready for bed. Camula cared deeply for Aaron; she treated him like he was her child, and for the most part Aaron treated her like a mother. Even though Aaron was five years old, technically, Camula kept a baby monitor in his room because she worried about him.
Normally the monitor did not make much noise, but tonight Aaron seemed to be moving around a lot which worried Camula. She also kept hearing, "Not the river. Not the river." as well as several other phrases which were a bit muddled because Aaron was talking in his sleep.
Camula ran up to Aaron's room and looked at his bed to see him thrashing and kicking in his sleep; his Kuriboh toy was on the floor on the other side of the room. "He must have thrown it in his sleep." Camula thought to herself as she first picked up the plush toy and walked over to Aaron's bed and lifted him up. Camula started rocking Aaron in an attempt to calm him down. Aaron's thrashing eventually turned to squirming as his eyes opened and met with Camula's.
"It looked like you were having a nightmare." Camula said worriedly.
Aaron wrapped his arms around her tightly. "It was really bad. I thought I was being drowned in the river by those Obelisks again." Aaron said nervously.
"Don't worry my little vampire bat, everything is fine. You're safe here, with me." Camula said stroking Aaron's hair. Aaron's childhood flashed before his eyes when Camula did this. He remembered having a nightmare at a young age and his father yelling at him to go back to bed and his mother putting on a pair of noise-cancelling headphones.
"Thanks for being my mom." Aaron said as he snuggled close to Camula.
"There's no need to thank me. I should be thanking you for being my son." Camula said as she laid Aaron back in his bed and pulled the covers up around him and handed him his Kuriboh toy. Camula kissed his forehead before leaving the room.
The next morning, Aaron walked in to the kitchen and sat at the table where Camula sat some waffles with strawberries on top in front of him and a glass of milk. "Good morning, sleepy head." Camula said rustling his hair. Aaron wasted no time eating; Camula was an amazing cook.
After breakfast, Camula wiped Aaron's face before he ran off to the library to go do some reading. Camula's library was incredible, and it never seemed to run out of stuff for Aaron to read. Aaron was currently learning to speak French, so that he could read some of the books that had been written in French. Camula tutored him since she was fluent in several languages. Aaron was a quick learner which was one of the things that she admired about him.
After his lessons, Aaron went to his room and played with some of the toys that Camula got him. Aaron played a racing game on his computer until the sun went down. Camula walked in to his room and told him that he could go outside. Aaron practically jumped from his chair and ran out the door if Camula had not grabbed him and told him to put on a sweatshirt so he would not catch a cold. Aaron obeyed and put on a sweatshirt and got ready to leave as Camula handed him his backpack and gave him a hug and a kiss before letting him go outside.