HERON'S ANGER

Although Heron was greatly saddened by his father's death, nobody cared to notice his depression.

His heart was bleeding from inside but still no one noticed instead he was kicked out of the room and denied the right to look at his father for the last time.

Everyone was blaming him and holding him responsible for the king's death.

He could've easily convinced the committee members into accepting the truth but Arie's interference made it impossible.

She was crying crocodile tears that she managed to win everyone's sympathy in just seconds.

Now he sat all alone in the back yard weeping his sorrow out. He was feeling utterly lonely.

It was then when a soft familiar tender hand touched his shoulder and for a moment his heart felt a bit relieved.

Yes...it was her.

It was the same woman who always fought his battles.

That one woman who always fought for what she believed belonged to him and that woman was his mother, Teddy.

She had come as per Lala's wish.

"Mother!

Did you know that fa..."H