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?"

to his 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,

nickname, completely missed the part about Stuart wanting a drink,

leaned in slightly towards Morwenna, "I once had a cat

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

Morwenna: "???"

to give me a nickname, just

Skip, or Bear.

didn't know. Well, she

sly intentions. Stuart's possessiveness didn't want him using the same

two shared their whispered conversation,

selected a cider that complemented the day's meal and

grabbed a bottle of cider for herself, gulping down

other than to bolster some courage

and Keira

alcohol, thought Lorna was just quenching her thirst

glasses back-to-back could easily intoxicate someone with

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