Aster grew wary around his servant after that teatime with his mother. He didn't distrust his servant, but there was a needle in his heart that pricked his trust. Until he understood what was inside his servant's mind, he needed to be vigilant.
'Well, I have to stay vigilant, but it does pain me.'
Aster couldn't bring himself to discard this servant. He might not be the cleanest, strongest, or smartest, but he was not repugnant. In fact, he had quite a handsome face.
'Aster! What the hell!'
