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?"

arm before finally addressing the 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

about Stuart wanting a drink, and whispered,

slightly towards Morwenna, "I once had a cat

then it dawned on her, "Stuart, I'm not a cat!" "Right, hence the cat was called 'Little Rascal', and

Morwenna: "???"

a nickname, just say it. What's with all these

in their neighborhood had nicknames like Buddy, Skip, or Bear. Locals believed

she was all grown up now, no

Stuart's possessiveness didn't want him using the same old

their whispered conversation, the others sneaked glances at

that complemented the day's

while sneakily watching, grabbed a bottle of cider for herself, gulping down

to bolster some courage with

and Keira were

was alcohol, thought Lorna was just quenching her

alcohol, and drinking three glasses back-to-back

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