As Norbert always said, as long as he's around, Morwenna will have his support and protection.

The Hetfields, a large family with a rich heritage, but often their bonds were weak due to their sheer size.

It was Norbert who had brought Morwenna into this den of lions, so naturally, it was his duty to protect her.

Morwenna took a seat next to Norbert.

Adelaide's expression was sour.

Norbert commanded, "Orson, fetch Stuart for dinner."

Everyone was present except Stuart.

Orson looked towards Morwenna, his eyes pleading, his expression clearly reluctant.

Who would dare disturb young Mr. Hetfield during his rest? Orson sure wanted to live a bit longer.

Morwenna knew that Stuart could have a fit if someone approached while he was asleep.

She stood up, "I'll go get Stuart. He's grumpy when he wakes."

Morwenna spoke, the room filled with varied

a loose cannon; anyone approaching him while

this just his

eager for

If Morwenna wanted to court danger, she was

he had once seen Stuart asleep next to Morwenna, and chuckled, "Alright, let Wenna go

might as well not

never answered

bed she had used just the night before, making her slightly uncomfortable. She approached

nor did

frowned; this reaction

reached out and nudged him,

finally opened his

violently; instead, he just

his lips red, and the small mole by his eye seemed

good looks were even more captivating now,

she thought

his

cool touch of her hand, Stuart grunted

you were going to see the doctor this afternoon? Did you skip it? Your wound might be infected;

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