Escape

"You aren't my real parents?", Theodore asked.

"no Theodore, we aren't". Theodore was in shock, he didn't understand what was going on.

"Then, who are my real parents?", he asked them.

The princess moved closer to him and held his face. "I am your mother Theodore, you are my son". He looked at his parents. "she is lying right? She isn't my mother". Martha shook her head sadly. "no son, she isn't lying. She is your mother, she gave you to us when you were born".

Theodore moved away from them. "no! No! This isn't true".

"Theodore my boy, I know you must be feeling confused and heartbroken. We are sorry that you had to find out this way", Lord Dixon tried to comfort Theodore.

"you know, I have always imagined the way this would go. I used to think how and when I would tell you. Maybe after your favorite dinner, or on a cool evening while we took a stroll or in the early hours of the morning. I never thought you would learn the truth under this circumstances", Martha said sadly.

Theodore