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."

spoke, the room filled with varied

anyone approaching

this just his wake-up

seemed eager for

object. If Morwenna wanted to court danger,

Stuart asleep next to Morwenna, and chuckled, "Alright, let Wenna go get him." Morwenna nodded and ascended the stairs, knocking on

thought she might as well

never answered when she

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

respond, nor did he lash

this

nudged him, "Stuart,

Stuart finally

he just looked up

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

naturally devilish good looks were

she thought to

touch his forehead, "Stuart,

touch of her

grew anxious, "Stuart, didn't you say you were going to see the doctor this afternoon? Did you skip it? Your wound might be infected; we really need to get

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