''Then, one day, the bird died. Even though he never expressed it, Little Ian blamed himself for the dove's untimely death. A part of Little Ian changed forever...'' Old Madam closed her eyes, "After that incident, I never saw him near small animals until today. Others thought that he disdained them for being weak and vulnerable but they don't know..."
''My grandson saw himself as a beast. He thought of himself as incapable of treating those small and vulnerable animals with care. He was afraid of harming them, so, he distanced himself.''
More tears ran down the butler's cheeks, "The Second Master... has always taken things all upon him..."
Old Madam turned to the butler, "I see the whole world in my grandson's eyes when he looks at her."
''And if I try to separate them, I am afraid this time, it would not end with him falling sick for weeks..."
...
In another city in Country V.
