Ever though you two weren’t related by blood. He was the closest thing you had to actual family. He was like the father you never had (literally. your actual father left you on the streets.)

You were currently trying to sneak out of Wriothesley’s office till an hand grabbed your arm at the door. ”Where do you think you’re going you little rascal.” It was Wriothesley. ”What did i say. You aren’t allowed out of my office without my permission.” Him scolding you happened on a daily basis.