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?"

I should, and as they say,

knew very well what Frank's temper was like. Godwin nodded too. "Good. Now tell me about your mission-what was the news from the Martial

left the mansion, when his

Are you in Morhen?" Helen asked over the

Frank replied calmly

Did

sounded a little jealous, which improved Frank's mood considerably as he chuckled. "A friend had a little trouble, so

Turnbull, nice body, and always calls you darling? So that's why you were in such a hurry.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255