Frank finally gave in to his curiosity and frowned. "You called me here just for tea?!"

He had thought a lot about his father along the way here, that pleading look in his eyes and claiming that his days were numbered... "What, is there a problem?"

Godwin smiled after having another sip of his tea. "Silverbell brews good tea. You can ask her to brew it for you from now on."

"Whatever!" Frank sniffed and turned to leave.

He really thought his father would at least explain himself, but he once again treated him like a child as he always did, saying nothing.

Silverbell watched as she left and turned worriedly toward Godwin. "Is this really alright?"

"What's not alright?"

that I should, and as they say, ignorance is bliss. If I tell him anything now, he'd be storming our enemy's

since she knew very well what Frank's temper was like. Godwin nodded too. "Good. Now tell me about your mission-what was

upset as he left the mansion,

Morhen?" Helen asked

Frank replied calmly after composing

you doing there? Did

he chuckled. "A friend had a little trouble,

name Turnbull, nice body, and always calls you darling?

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