"Father."
"Go to sleep." Oliver cut him off quickly. He wasn't in the mood to hear his son using the tricks of a snake to woo him. Every time he spoke, Oliver could feel a crawling sensation around him like someone was squeezing him tightly. He couldn't breathe. "But Father."
"No." Oliver denied him. Isaiah's eyes flashed with a bit of anger, but he hid it almost instantly. He bowed and excused himself. "Of course, Father. I hope you enjoy your sleep." He said in a sweet tone.
Oliver watched as his second son walked forward and left his sight. "What I wouldn't do to see her beat him up. I desire a normal person in my life. Just one." He sighed. Victoria walked towards the courtyard. The servants had changed positions for the night, as those that were hired for night duty were already p
