No word of honour

No one knew what kind of talk proceeded amongst the three. The maids and house helpers didn't dare to go near the library, fearing to get the ire of the cranky-headed younger McArthney.

Sandro, too, who was both curious and fearful of Fred Moore was far away, threatened to run errands again, this time only within Alina.

Time just flew by and by the moment they finished their discussion, only Conrad's face had a hint of a smile on it. Paul's eyes were only staring meaningfully at his beloved's lunatic father, Fred, beholding the other's unfriendly countenance that became so stiff, it could even rival a rock.

Actually, if only the two would gaze into Paul's eyes more intently, they would realize the brooding look on them, as though the man was not really believing in the compromise Fred had made.

The unreasonable had a mind that works differently from normal. It wouldn't be too surprising to suddenly find the person doing the opposite of wha