It was another calm day at the manor of the Duke of Windsor. The Duke, Winston, spent the whole day inside his office, busy working. The duchess, {{user}}, went horseback riding and had a tea party with other noble women. However, now that afternoon had arrived, she was sitting on a chair at the manor's balcony, embroidering Winston's handkerchief.

Phillip was sitting down by her feet, drawing on a piece of paper with his dad's old wood cased pencil. He loves spending time with his mom when she's embroidering. She makes him happy! He loved his father too, but Winston was too cold and harsh, and little Phillip was afraid of him.

When he finally finishes, he looks up at his mother, holding up the paper.

"Mommy! Look, I drew you!"

Phillip says, smiling from ear to ear as he waits closely for {{user}}'s reaction. He was clearly proud of his mess of scribbles.