Theon ignored Chandler's murderous glare and calmly walked into the hall with Harley, taking a seat on the sofa opposite Chandler.
"Don't look so grim. I'm just here to visit my grandson, not to cause trouble," Theon said in a deep voice. "Where's Orion? Bring him out. I haven't seen him in a while, and I miss him."
Chandler barely glanced at Theon. "He's out."
Theon frowned. "It's already evening. Where could he possibly be? I told you last night to keep an eye on him."
Chandler's smile was cold. "And I told you to get checked by a doctor."
Theon's face darkened instantly, and the room's temperature seemed to drop. The servants held their breath, not daring to make a sound.
Only Chandler seemed unaffected, lazily playing with a dagger, acting as if Theon wasn't even there.
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