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

a loose cannon; anyone approaching him while he slept

just his wake-up

eager for

didn't object. If Morwenna wanted to court danger, she was all for

asleep next to Morwenna, and chuckled, "Alright, let Wenna go get

she might as well not bother knocking

never answered

Stuart asleep in the bed she had used just the night

nor did he

frowned; this reaction was

reached out and nudged him,

finally

instead, he just looked up sleepily at Morwenna who was inches

face was flushed, his lips red, and the small mole by his eye seemed more charming as

naturally devilish good looks were even more captivating now,

raced, and just as she

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

touch of her hand,

Your wound might be infected; we really need to get a doctor

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