She tried to comfort Stuart, worried that her words might fall on deaf ears. The disdain and bloodlust in Stuart's eyes slowly subsided under the familiar scent that enveloped him. He wrapped his arms around Morwenna with all his might, as if clinging to the only thing he had left in a world that had forsaken him.
"Princess, you're all I have."
"I'm here."
Morwenna could feel the loneliness and world-weariness emanating from Stuart, and she stayed still, letting him hold her. After a while, Stuart let go of Morwenna. He seemed to have calmed down, planting a kiss on her forehead, "Princess, don't be scared. I won't do anything today."
Morwenna let out a sigh of relief. She wanted to ask, if not today, then what about tomorrow? But she was afraid of upsetting Stuart again, so she didn't dare to ask anything. She really wanted to know what was going on, but Stuart didn't seem inclined to share.
"Let's go out. There's a new diner opening today."
"Okay."
Hand in hand, Morwenna and Stuart stepped outside. Everyone was still there. As they appeared, all eyes instinctively turned to Claude. Claude's light gray eyes fixated on Stuart, filled with challenge, disdain, and hidden jealousy.
With an icy tone, Stuart said, "Even if you're seeking death, don't do it here."
Claude's gaze shifted to Morwenna, finally showing a hint of regret. The brewing storm seemed to quiet down. Outside, Campbell was having a hard time keeping things under control.
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