Rue answered, “If my son can’t sleep, how can I as a mother sleep peacefully?”

Adrian chuckled and removed his jacket, draping it over Rue’s shoulders. He said, “It’s nothing really. I was thinking about Father. How nice would it be if he were still alive.”

“Your father is already dead and you’re the head of this house now,” Rue said.

Adrian did not respond. He had no idea when it started but he had lost the sense of security of when his father had been around.

Meanwhile, Rue said, “Wyvern P