![]() ![]() ![]() I will always be here to help.” Darius had been slightly mollified then, taking comfort in the older man’s words and gentle concern, given that his stepfather had made it perfectly clear he cared little about the matter. “It is my duty to ensure you are cared for. Do you understand, my lord?” He’d met Darius’s gaze. We will just take care of this… situation if it ever happens again. ![]() “You are good and healthy and have a bright future. “ How can I be more careful,” Darius had replied bitterly, “if I can’t even remember how I get them? I’m obviously mad and should be locked below in our holding cells.” “No,” the older man had said softly. “You must be more careful,” Boland had said to a younger Darius, as he’d finished dressing a fresh wound on his stomach before gently helping him into a shirt and coat. ![]() Darius believed it had more to do with the secret they both shared but never directly spoke of, not even when the wounds had first begun to appear and scar over. Even though he had been elevated to head butler many years ago, Boland had been adamant about remaining Darius’s valet as well, insisting no other servant would be able to do the job properly. Can manage on my own this morning.” If anyone were to notice his missing scars, it would be his valet. ![]()
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