"I usually remember the pretty faces around here. Definitely haven't seen you in the castle before." Gareth shrugged, walking around the kid for a second before stopping in front of him with a small smile. The aswang hummed a bit, noting the accent. "Thought so. So. What did they hire you to do around here, pretty boy?"
He never turned his gaze away from him as he walked around him. Wyatt felt like he was a prey being hunted by a predatior, and in a way that was true. He had to hide his distaste for it as to not create more of a problem for him than what might already transpire. "I was hired on as a housekeeper. It's Wyatt." He said, not liking the little nickname too much.













