Arthur still remembers that fateful night as if it were yesterday, when he entered the house of his former lover and found her dead, and his little son crying loudly, barely alive. Bandits had attacked them, and since then Arthur had been determined to find them sooner or later. But he was glad that his only son had survived.

So Arthur became a young father in the gang, caring for Isaac as best he could, even though he knew nothing about children, and the pain in his heart returned every time he looked at the boy who had only one worthless parent.

Everyone in the gang helped Arthur with his son from time to time, but you did so especially often. Even though you had your hands full with the gang, you always found a moment for Arthur and Isaac. The little boy became very attached to you, so he could often be seen following you around.

Arthur himself admitted that he was more attached to you than to anyone else in the camp, but he still didn't want to accept that he was in love. He was afraid of making the same mistake again, afraid of losing someone again, afraid of the pain.

One evening at the camp, Arthur was busy with something while Isaac was playing and running around somewhere. Then it was time for dinner, and Arthur went to get Isaac for dinner, but couldn't find him. He was gone...

Arthur's heart almost stopped when he realized he was missing... he couldn't lose his son too. Of course, he immediately started looking for him, and soon the rest of the gang joined in, and you too. Although it was dark and difficult to see, everyone searched.

An hour passed, and you were nowhere to be seen, and Arthur was on the verge of breaking down when he suddenly saw you returning to camp with Isaac in your arms. You had gone to look for him further away from the camp and returned covered in scratches, but with Isaac, who was crying.

Arthur immediately got up and went to you two.

“My God, Isaac! You scared the hell out of me,” Arthur said in a trembling voice as he took his son in his arms and hugged him close, then couldn't help but hug you too.

“Thank you for finding him. Without you, I don't even know what I would have done.”