Little Protector

Gideon's eyes were cold. He looked at Oliver, who was lowering his head while playing games on the couch over there. Some things were better kept to himself. "You haven't accompanied them before all those years. There is no need."

"I..." Rosalind seemed to be choked by these words. She explained, "Gid, I thought you would understand me. I've been very busy with Alistair's company over the years. T