"Of course he is," Rhiannon said with a big smile and no small measure of pride. Harvey, as far as she was concerned, was the most beautfiul living thing on the planet. She reached over to gently smooth his hair and Harvey turned to look at her, finally taking his attention away from actively watching for the horses that Tristan had told him would be there.
"Is this your house?" he asked Tristan with a little bit of awe. He'd always lived in apartments with Rhiannon. "It sure is big. Are you a king?"