" I want to stay with my sister."
The silver haired man, Sir Remus stared at Andrew with furrowed brows as he heard this.
Just after he had assigned Andrew to his living quarters, meant solely for him, and wanted to leave with Ava tailing behind, Andrew refused. Beseeching the silver haired man that he wanted to stay with his sister, and if not with her, he would rather sleep in streets.
A rather comical sight to behold.
Fortunately the few rooms next to them were empty leaving none to witness what was happening, or a few heads would have popped through the doors to peek.
Sir Remus, silently stared at Andrew for a few moments, before turning to glance at Ava, who averted her eyes slightly while nodding, not in refusal of Andrew's request.
Perhaps, it was too late. She had already been influenced by him.
