DECLAN'S POVA little taken aback by the boy's response, I stared at him with shock. Did I just hear him answer me?"Dame? Is that your name?" I asked again, desperation seeping into my voice. His gaze remained steady, offering no clues."Dame? Danny? Desmond?" I called out random names, hoping that he would correct me, or respond to one, but he wouldn't give in no matter how much I tried.Frustrated by the boy's unresponsiveness, I sighed, realizing my attempts were futile. It must have been a mistake or maybe I heard wrong."Alright, let's get you some rest," I murmured, tucking the blanket around him. As he closed his eyes, I couldn't shake off the lingering feeling of curiosity about his true identity. Quietly exiting the room, I left him to his slumber. I found Jude in the kitchen, an apron wrapped around him and the idea popped into my head."Jude, we need to dig into Tristan's life a little, especially his son."Jude glanced up, his hands pausing mid-chop. "Tristan guards tha
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