Was Stuart easy to talk to?

They thought Morwenna was talking nonsense.

Who didn't know that Stuart was the notoriously icy-hearted king of their circle?

What were they supposed to do now?

How were they supposed to finish this meal?

Let alone continue eating...

Seeing everyone still frozen in place, Morwenna was also at a loss.

The main issue was Stuart sitting there, his presence too intimidating, rendering her attempts to liven up the atmosphere futile.

Morwenna sent a pleading look towards Norbert Hetfield, only to catch him suppressing a chuckle.

At this table, Norbert was perhaps the only one who dared to laugh.

Morwenna then turned her hopeful gaze to Stuart, her eyes clearly saying, "Uncle, what do we do now?"

awkward trio at the table. "Since you're all friends of the Princess, no need to be so formal," Stuart said, then directed the kitchen staff, "Go to the cellar and

missed the part about Stuart wanting a

"I once had a cat that reminded me a

it dawned on her, "Stuart, I'm not a

Morwenna: "???"

want to give me a nickname, just say it. What's with all

Skip, or Bear. Locals

'Princess' for her, she didn't know. Well, she was all grown up

Fletcher were here, he'd probably get Stuart's sly intentions. Stuart's possessiveness didn't want him using the same old nicknames for Morwenna, he had to

whispered conversation, the others sneaked glances

kitchen staff selected a cider that complemented the

while sneakily watching, grabbed a bottle of cider

than to bolster

Keira were

it was alcohol, thought Lorna was just quenching her thirst with fruit

and drinking three glasses back-to-back could easily

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