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."

as Morwenna spoke, the room filled with varied

was a loose cannon; anyone approaching him while he slept risked

this just his wake-up

eager for

Morwenna wanted to court danger, she was all for watching it

it over seriously, recalling how he had once seen Stuart asleep next to Morwenna, and chuckled, "Alright, let Wenna go get him." Morwenna nodded and ascended the stairs, knocking on the door to no

she might as well not bother knocking next

answered

bed she had used just the night before, making her

didn't respond, nor did he

frowned; this reaction was

nudged him, "Stuart, wake

Stuart finally

familiar scent stopped him from reacting violently; instead, he just looked up sleepily at Morwenna who was

noticed then that Stuart's face was flushed, his lips red, and the small mole by his eye seemed

devilish good looks were even

just as she thought to

reached out to touch his forehead, "Stuart, you're having a

the cool touch of

say you were going to see the doctor this afternoon? Did you skip it? Your wound might be infected; we really need to get a doctor to look at it." As Morwenna turned to

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