As soon as Morwenna blurted it out, she regretted it.

Stuart was notoriously picky about his food; he probably wasn't going to be thrilled about the egg.

But Stuart just arched an eyebrow slightly. He didn't respond, but with a touch of his usual haughtiness, he took a seat on the small stool nearby.

It was a tiny stool, one Morwenna used to rest on when she was tired.

With Stuart's long legs folded on it, it almost seemed too small for him, almost beneath his dignity.

Morwenna paused, wondering if this meant he was willing to eat after all.

She peeled the boiled egg and brought it to Stuart's lips.

Just a plain boiled egg.

Stuart didn't really like it, but he opened his mouth anyway.

Morwenna had never fed someone like this, hand to mouth, and Stuart ended up biting her finger.

He realized immediately, not biting hard, more like a gentle kiss on Morwenna's finger.

been snapped by a mousetrap, nearly dropping the egg in fright, if not for

her, his gaze filled

her face flushing and heart racing, Morwenna stammered, "Stuart, I thought

personally before and remembered quite

Stuart simply said, "I'll

at a loss for words. She had no choice but to continue feeding

a bit dry, so she

came over in a mood for gossip, "Oh,

and politely

asking, "So, young man,

one dared to ask Stuart such

mood and actually replied, "I'm

have good benefits.

"It serves its purpose."

afford it here, you could always earn some money and buy back where you're from." "My family's old house

was in a more ecological setting,

a smart girl, got into Rosefrost University and all. How old are you,

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