As Norbert always said, as long as he's around, Morwenna will have his support and protection.
The Hetfields, a large family with a rich heritage, but often their bonds were weak due to their sheer size.
It was Norbert who had brought Morwenna into this den of lions, so naturally, it was his duty to protect her.
Morwenna took a seat next to Norbert.
Adelaide’s expression was sour.
Norbert commanded, “Orson, fetch Stuart for dinner.”
Everyone was present except Stuart.
Orson looked towards Morwenna, his eyes pleading, his expression clearly reluctant.
Who would dare disturb young Mr. Hetfield during his rest? Orson sure wanted to live a bit longer.
Morwenna knew that Stuart could have a fit if someone approached while he was asleep.
She stood up, “I’ll go get Stuart. He’s grumpy when he wakes.”
As soon as Morwenna spoke, the room filled with varied expressions.
Stuart was a loose cannon; anyone approaching him while he slept risked their life.
Was this just his wake-up mood?
Everyone seemed eager for a spectacle.
Adelaide didn’t object. If Morwenna wanted to court danger, she was all for watching it unfold.
Only Norbert thought it over seriously, recalling how he had once seen Stuart asleep next to Morwenna, and chuckled, “Alright, let Wenna go get him.”
Morwenna nodded and ascended the stairs, knocking on the door to no response.
She thought she might as well not bother knocking next time.
Stuart never answered when she knocked.
Morwenna opened the door and entered, finding Stuart asleep in the bed she had used just the night before, making her slightly uncomfortable.
She approached and softly called, “Stuart.”
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