Goia sat on the top step of the staircase with his head in his hands. He loved his mistress very much but he worried she wasn't going off her rocker sometimes. These thoughts made him deeply ashamed and all he wanted to do after thinking them was to bash his cranium off of something hard but she had made him swear that he would not do anything like this ever again as he might frighten Christian by his behaviour. Goia would never in his wildest dreams hurt that boy, he adored him. There were traits of his great-grandfather in him already and Goia had high hopes for him when he grew up.
No, Goia was very worried and it all had to do with Tristan Drage and how he affected his mistresses mind set. He was not good for her and never had been, she was completely different when he was around and Goia did not like this. He knew he had helped in getting the recipe and ingredients for the potion but now that he was administering the concoction every morning to the man, Goia felt awful about it. More so because Christian was fast becoming attached to him and that would never do. Goia was no fool and knew that someday Thorine would want to stop the potion altogether in the hopes that Tristan would stay with them of his own accord but he had the feeling that Tristan would be out of here as fast as he possibly could. If he were to be truthful he was more worried that the insufferable man would take Christian and there was no way Goia would let that happen ever.
He sighed, his charge was fast asleep in his bed. Not a sound from him. He was a remarkable boy even now.
No, Goia was very worried and it all had to do with Tristan Drage and how he affected his mistresses mind set. He was not good for her and never had been, she was completely different when he was around and Goia did not like this. He knew he had helped in getting the recipe and ingredients for the potion but now that he was administering the concoction every morning to the man, Goia felt awful about it. More so because Christian was fast becoming attached to him and that would never do. Goia was no fool and knew that someday Thorine would want to stop the potion altogether in the hopes that Tristan would stay with them of his own accord but he had the feeling that Tristan would be out of here as fast as he possibly could. If he were to be truthful he was more worried that the insufferable man would take Christian and there was no way Goia would let that happen ever.
He sighed, his charge was fast asleep in his bed. Not a sound from him. He was a remarkable boy even now.