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?"

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

the part about Stuart wanting a drink, and whispered,

in slightly towards Morwenna, "I once had a cat that reminded me a lot of

dawned on her,

Morwenna: "???"

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

Skip, or Bear. Locals believed in giving humble names to make life

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

Stuart's sly intentions. Stuart's possessiveness didn't want him using the same old nicknames for Morwenna, he had to

conversation, the others sneaked

cider that

of cider

any reason other than to bolster some courage

and Keira were

thought Lorna was just quenching her thirst with

drinking three glasses

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