13: Archery

CARL'S POV

"Where is she, I asked Aiden curiously.

" you don't expect me to just tell you without getting anything in return," Aiden muttered, smirking.

I can't believe he wants something in return for giving me information. I'm not surprised though, because that's what he always does.

"What do you want," I asked him, getting impatient.

"Why don't we leave mother's chamber first, then we can talk man to man," Aiden said, making scoff. Man to man, he's just five years old, I wonder what makes him think that he's a man.

"Fine, let's go," I told him, walking out.

"Bye kids," mother yelled, after us and I rolled my eyes.

"I want three pieces of gold," Aiden, blurted out, immediately we left mother's chamber and I scoffed.

"And what do you intend to do with it?" I questioned.

"If you really want information, you won't be asking me questions," Aiden retorted, and I felt like spanking him on his little butt.

I looked at the little man in front of me, his face held mischief, and I