#shellyxbaskerville

With concern present in his voice, he bowed and proceeded to the kitchen. Afterwards, his lack of skills regarding cooking had appeared.

‘’ It is, Mistress Shelly.’’ A quiet, almost whispered response came from the white-haired man. No matter if Lady Shelly was a Baskerville now, as long as he could, he desired to be by her side, even though it meant to go against Pandora’s orders just to protect her. 

Gilbert was running as fast as he possibly could. He looked absolutely terrified. “I need a place to hide.” He ran over to Shelly and quickly went behind her, grabbing onto her arm lightly. “You need to help me. It’s going to kill me if I’m found and it’s going to hurt a lot. I don’t want it to kill me.”