Not a whisper was heard inside Farrowhall's manor. Silence cried loudly as even the crickets and winds muted themselves. The only semblance of nature inside the place was because of the sound of waves clapping against the bedrocks.
Octavius stood in front of his youngest brother with a somber expression. The moment he dreaded had now arrived and it was impossible for him to be able to get out of this one. He knew he wouldn’t be able to.
Cyrus Farrowhall despised a lot of things but what he loathed with every fiber of his being was having things hidden from him. It was something he was never able to bear and now that the same had been done by his own family, the situation became even more upsetting.
The brown-haired Farrowhall broke into a nervous chuckle, “Cy…I can explain.” He tried t
