The night came toward the Propier household. Servous was having his dinner with his father. The servants were surrounding them, but they were on the sides. His father was silently eating his steak while Servous felt like he didn't have any appetite
He was weak whenever he was in front of his father. He doesn't know it, but he would always be compared to his cousin. There's not a time he wouldn't be compared to him
"Look at the way you're eating Servous. Is that how you would show everyone yourself when it'll be your birthday?" The Duke said. He asked in a straightforward manner. Servous halted his moves. Then he looked at his father respectfully.
He doesn't have an ounce of strength to talk back to his father. In reality, he had never rebutted once against him. He would always follow his orders because that was what it was.
His father would always have that kind of authority over him.