"I need some valets around me to do my stuff, I can't walk around in the city so I should send someone out on my behalf."
Oliver gazed around, there were many people here he could choose from.
"Pick one! Your highness!"
"I saw three men outside they seemed to be simple villagers, I want them."
Oliver pouted, this boy wanted some uneducated people around him, like the lower way Lord James had raised him.
"Fine, your grace! Please show me who they are!"
Looking back over his shoulder, he added, "your mother is ready to see you."
Ryan winced but tried not to show it as it was his weakness. It was two days since he came here and she didn't come out of her chamber. At first, he thought she might be ill but it didn't last long when he realized the reason. In fact, she couldn't encounter Ryan.
Turning to the door, the butler opened it and stepped outside. He pointed to the men who were carrying boxes.
