Smiling bravely. “Now son, we already talked about this.”
“I know. I know,” he said. Trying his best to impersonate his father’s voice and almost succeeded, he continued, “It’s not safe here.”
Smiling again, he stood ruffling his son’s hair. “Do you want a piggyback to your awaiting transport, my Lord?” he asked playfully and bowed.
Miguel giggled uncontrollably, just nodding. Roan had his son on his back in the blink of an eye and galloped away, cares melting as they disappeared out the door. Joseph turned to look out the window again. Sadness tugging at his silent heart. The heart-breaking scene already haunting him. You will pay Raven! He fumed inside. Hatred for Roan’s twin poisoning every fibre in his body. Fuelling his emotions with determination.
***
Roan slowed down when they reached Anna and Jonathan. Letting his son off his back, he kneeled so he could look him in the eye.
“You be a good boy. Listen to them, do you hear?”
“Yes, father,” he promised faithfully.
Anna took Miguel’s hand in hers. “Come little one, we need to go,” she coaxed him gently; leading him away from everything he loved.
Miguel kept glancing over his shoulder expectantly. Roan nearly lost his nerve, but stood his ground. One day you will understand why I had to do what I had to do. It’s vital you survive to help fulfil the prophecy.He stood waiting until they disappeared.