Fear flashed on his face while the old man looked at somewhere distant. He seemed bothered but he has no the courage to tell it to the young alpha who was patiently waiting for him.
He sighed, clasped his hands and took the knife and an apple from the basket. "Do you want me to peel it, grandpa?" he asked.
Looking through the wide window, Sebastian waited for his answer. But a few seconds passed, still, Lord Solomon didn't utter a single word.
He shook his head, "Alright, I guess you don't want to eat it right now." Sebastian walked into the side table and put back the apple and knife.
"Peel it for me, young man." said Lord Solomon and took a deep breath.
He slightly turned his head, glanced up at him and told Sebastian to come closer. "I have something to tell you, Sebastian."
A serious, frightening voice echoed around the wide, spacious and quiet room. It confused Sebastian but he obeyed the ill old man's order.
