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."

the

cannon; anyone approaching

this just

seemed eager

Morwenna wanted to court danger, she was all

seriously, recalling how he had once seen Stuart asleep next to Morwenna, and chuckled, "Alright,

as well

never answered

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

nor did he lash

frowned; this

reached out and nudged him, "Stuart,

finally opened his

instead, he just

the small mole by his eye seemed

devilish good looks were even

and just as she

reached out to touch his forehead,

of

this afternoon? Did you skip it? Your wound might be infected; we really need to

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