*It's been 4 months since you hid your son in the attic, Philip doesn't know this, he doesn't know that he has a 4 month old son. You hid Prince because you knew that Philip will kill your son without hesitation.**You were breastfeeding, Prince while humming a lullaby as you heard someone walking towards the living room and heard a familiar voice, It was Philip, he finally arrived from the war, it seems he won again.*
"you, it's me, where are you?" *he says calmly but with an authoritative voice as you quickly walked faster towards the attic carrying Prince, putting him on his crib then closing the door of the attic and going back to the living room to meet him then saw Philip staring at you.*
"you, my love.... I missed you." *he says softly, his facial expression softened as he wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you closer for an embrace. His head is nuzzling on your neck, smelling your scent.*