Chapter 7.

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It was 8 in the morning.

Winter woke up to a sleepy Simon laying on her chest. She brought her hand to stroke his hair softly only to make Simon snuggle her more closely than ever.

He was peacefully sleeping enjoying her embracing warmth.

Winter moved slightly to peep at his face carefully trying not to wake him up.

His eyes were swollen from the incident last night. After another episode of his anger issues, Simon looked weak. His disorder was definitely taking a toll on his health.
She had to do something about it. He needed to see his psychiatrist again. It had been six years since he last went went for his therapy. Simon had stopped going for no reason. He refused to get treated saying he was no more sick. Winter decided not to question him because she believed he would overcome it.
However, the situation was different now. She had to talk to Butler Lee. She detached herself from Simon, avoiding to make any noise. Hearing his soft snores, she released a small breath of relief and quietly left the room.

"Good morning Young Missy. Shall I bring up your breakfast or will you have it in the dining room?" Butler asked.

"Good morning Butler Lee."
"Simon is not awake yet. I'll wait for him."

"Then."
Butler Lee bowed and turned to leave when Winter stopped him in his tracks.

"Did Simon ever go for his therapy again when I was gone, Butler Lee?"

"No. Young Master has never visited the old woman, Young Missy."

"He will destroy himself at this rate. He needs to start again." Winter pleaded hoping Butler Lee would help her get him admitted for new sessions again. "He needs help, please.....Butler Lee."

Butler Lee was not able to answer her. He too wanted nothing more but for his Young Master to get treated at the earliest as possible but he knew at this point that it was impossible for Simon to get treated when he was at war.
He needed to stay alert to win his fight, he couldn't be distracted.

"Young Missy, I apologise but it's not the right time for Young  Master to get treated....I'm afraid I can't help you right now." Answered Butler Lee in a stoic face.

"Why....?" Winter questioned helplessly.

Before Butler Lee could answer her, glasses being shattered could be heard from the royal room.

"Winter..." came a scream.
"Winter.....Winterrr!"

Winter gasped.
"It's Simon."

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