Chapter 53: I am not a little boy

"Then let's make each other happy."

And while they made each other happy and Joan sat at the little boy's bedside watching over him, shadows littered King Johannson's hospital room and when day break came and all were entranced in the hypnotic spell of dreams, King Johannson's room stood empty.

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Joan felt someone run a hand through her hair and she shot up immediately, her eyes wide and frantic. They settled on a boy laid on the bedside, bright black eyes blinking up at her innocently. The boy had a questioning look on his face and so did she. She wondered what she was doing asleep, and sitted beside him.

Who was he?

Then she remembered.

"Are you okay?" she asked immediately, her hands reaching up to... She actually didn't know. He slapped her hands off then grunted in pain.

She stared at him, shocked by the act.

"Don't touch me." he warned and she couldn't help but shiver at the sinister look that crossed his young face.

She pulled back her hands, subduing her shock.

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