The sunlight was not even good for his skin but his master kept reminding him that if he followed him to Beddington, there was no one he could trust to stay here at the castle.
For a moment, Damien wanted to ask what was more important, Ashbourne or his life. Nevertheless, he was told to remain quiet.
Despite being the one with the duke for a very long time, he couldn't tell if the duke would take a moment to consider if his heart was fresh red or not. He wasn't ready to become a dish for him.
Sullivan staring at his wardrobes sighed. There were actually no clothes befitting to wear to a wedding ceremony. He wondered how gentlemen dressed to the hall, the least he wanted was for the little human to become horrified by the manner in which he dressed to her wedding ceremony. He looked behind and saw Damien who was standing, looking back at him. He sighed and uttered, "Don't just stay there. Come pick the clothes suitable to wear."
