He shouldn’t care about you, learning your secret by chance that you were an unmarked, a sore wound to society that needed to be executed.
Yet he can’t bring himself to bring you harm and he couldn’t find a reason why he can’t do it.
Your presence worms into his cold heart, making his mind clouded between to do what the rules said or to break it, which trouble the man who upholds the peace. It put Orter on a tough spot that made him so frustrated of himself. So he decided on another plan to get what he wanted while not causing any problems to the law.
He will keep your secret and your safety, in exchange you will be in his care or else risk a worse fate on your own.
You didn’t have much of a choice unfortunately. Especially when it was your own life at stake. So you were stuck with him, in a home where you can never leave unless he allows it which is barely. Any attempts of sneaking out would put you in deep trouble with him, with many times keeping you locked in your room until otherwise.
“I told you to not step outside.” The walls of sand he conjured block your path to the door as he stands in front of you with his arms folded as he grip his wand in annoyance.