Stuart had just finished freshening up when he noticed Morwenna looking particularly vexed. "Princess, are you hungry?" he asked, using the playful nickname he had affectionately bestowed upon her. Morwenna, her thoughts preoccupied with worries, nodded absently, not fully catching Stuart's question.

Seeing her apparent hunger, and without even changing out of his robe, Stuart strode over to Morwenna and, with one arm, scooped her up and headed for the door.

"What are you doing, Stuart? Why are you carrying me?" Morwenna exclaimed, a mix of surprise and embarrassment coloring her tone.

"It's because you've twisted your ankle. I'm taking you downstairs," Stuart explained as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Morwenna's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "Put me down, what if Norbert Hetfield sees us?"

"I won't," Stuart replied, his tone firm.

Morwenna's frustration turned to shock when she noticed someone standing downstairs.

Why was Adelaide here?

down the stairs, her nails digging

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arms, Stuart followed her gaze, his eyes narrowing at the sight of

here?" His voice was cold, hinting at

back, looking somewhat forlorn, as if Stuart's presence

her. My little sister has a piano exam coming up, and Adelaide has won international competitions before. I thought she could give some lessons for a couple of days. You

do mind. If she needs lessons, take her

do you have to be like this? This is the family home, not just yours. Besides, Adelaide is practically

Norbert descended the stairs, quickly grasping the situation. Adelaide, with her eyes filled with greed, had once

teach. Now, let's have breakfast," Norbert declared,

Norbert's word as final, Stuart held his

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