Rhys smiled before getting up to hug his mother. "We should call him Loras." He said. He had heard his mother speaking of her brother a few times. He had not asked about it, but in his studies he had learned the name and listened more carefully to conversations.

Hannibal pat his son on the back. He was proud of his son being so sweet towards his family. It was a trait he would be certain his son only reserved for family.