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

cannon; anyone approaching him while he slept

this just his

seemed eager for

court danger, she was all for watching

Norbert thought it over seriously, recalling how he had once seen Stuart asleep next to Morwenna, and chuckled, "Alright, let Wenna go

thought she might as well not bother knocking next

never answered when

door and entered, finding Stuart asleep in the bed she had used just the night before, making her

respond, nor did he

frowned; this reaction was

nudged him,

Stuart finally opened his

stopped him from reacting violently; instead, he just looked up sleepily at Morwenna

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

naturally devilish good looks were even

as she

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

cool touch of her hand,

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

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