The woman's words deepened Declan Dudley's smile. He kept his head down, wanting to leave but unable to, truly caught between a rock and a hard place.
Fierce Eagle chuckled softly, his right hand in his pocket, as he stared at the woman's anxious face, "Amily, I'm staying here to help Philip recover, so I don't have any spare time to do other things. Please understand, I'm not intentionally snubbing you! OK?"
"I know..." she nodded vigorously, "but it doesn't affect you, the party is in the evening, and at that time Young Master Yost needs rest and he doesn't need you..."
Fierce Eagle raised his eyebrows and found that he had no response. He remained silent, just looking at her intently.
Seeing his gentle expression, Amily felt there was a chance and continued to persuade, "Just come, don't worry, I have more male friends than female friends, so I won't let the women crowd around you! …"
