Waiting For The Sun-A God's Hand adventure
 

Two months into a lengthy stint under God's Hand, Tarzan was certainly enjoying the most of it.

This one would last for an entire year, meaning his family still had a full ten months to enjoy him as he was. Right now, Alice Greystoke was walking with her son around the estate.

He smiled as she carried him in her arms, fresh from a bit of practice by the daughters of Sarah, Duchess of York.

"It's good to be back home, isn't it, darling?" Alice asked rhetorically.

He gurgled cutely in response.

"I'll take that as 'yes,'" Alice said with a chuckle. She then made her way over to a nearby stone bench and moved to unfasten her top.

Tarzan smiled quite happily and latched on.

"That's it; have as much as you'd like," his mother cooed.

Tarzan made sure to have his fill.

"That's a good boy," she said in approval, patting his back afterward.

(Be right back. Lunch.)