The new Duke has arrived II
With a joyous giggle, a small child donning a resplendent traditional outfit burst out of the bedroom, trailed closely by his mother, equally adorned in exquisite attire. Her voice resounded through the house, laced with a touch of exasperation, as she attempted to catch the swift-footed youngster.
"Come back, Gorge! I haven't finished dressing you yet!" she called out, desperately pursuing her elusive son. However, her pursuit was abruptly halted as the boy's father emerged from an adjacent room, intercepting the fleeting child with a loving smile.
Lifting Gorge into his arms, the father's face radiated warmth and amusement. "Why are you causing your mother such distress, my mischievous one?" he asked, his voice filled with affectionate reproach.
Gorge's laughter rang out like tinkling bells, brimming with innocent delight. "I want to catch a glimpse of the new Duke," he replied gleefully. "My friends were raving about how extraordinary he is."