397 || Chapter 386 || Secret Stares And Gentle Looks

The doors shut close, echoing throughout the hallways. There were a few people passing, seeing three men standing silently before the dark wood, looking as though swallowed by misery. The people passed, glancing hesitantly. Not a word was muttered to disturb these high figures. 

Moulin's expression is sorrowful as he leaned his forehead on the wood. Pitiful silver eyes peeked sullenly between his lashes, gazing on the carved surface as though he could see through the wooden door and decipher his father's thoughts. The weight in his heart tempted to bury him into the ground and he found himself weak against the unseen strength. A hand reached out and drew him away to lean against a strong chest. Maxille Fraunces sighed deeply, taking Moulin into his arms, stroking the youth's back. 

"Give him time." He said softly and glanced at his other younger brother, standing beside him with a distressed expression.