After fidgeting restlessly for a while, Helen finally looked up at Frank, her cheeks flushed as she stammered, "D-Darling... I want what Vicky had, too..."

"Hahaha! I knew it!"

Vicky exclaimed as she suddenly appeared behind Helen, grinning gleefully as she folded her arms before her chest. "Just spit it out already. Don't you feel embarrassed, fidgeting about at your age, Ms. Lane?"

"You stay out of this!" Helen wheeled on Vicky and snapped.

When Helen turned, she saw that Frank was in front of her, leaning down to give her a warm kiss on the forehead.

As she reached up blankly to touch her forehead, she looked up to see Frank's smile.

Flushing in embarrassment, she turned and left, snorting. "Alright, that's enough already! It's time for dinner!"

Even as she chased a giggling Vicky inside, Vicky turned to look at Frank. "Come home soon."

"Yeah." Frank nodded, smiling.

on the table, she stared blankly at the dishes around the table as she heard a car engine

Norsedam, one of the family's sentries rushed into a traditionally decorated courtyard, where a graying middle-aged man was

than Chet Favoni, the head of the Favoni family who

"Sir, I don't think your son

opened his eyes, his eyes flickering in indescribable pain, another Favoni sentry rushed inside. Dropping to one knee as well, he reported, "Sir, your

could be heard outside even before Chet could

you can't go in! Master Favoni is training in seclusion-no

if you do!

certainly hear the pleas and

waved off the

them just as

burly man with a Van Dyke beard stormed in through the

he wheeled on the Favoni sentries and

and turned toward

second brother

not blame the Favoni sentries and

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