Victor fell silent, unsure of how to respond. He didn’t want to speak ahead of his master. Mr. Charles again asked his trusted aide a question.

“Why are you so quiet? I need someone to talk to.”

“Forgive me, Sir. I thought I wasn't worthy of giving you ideas or advice.”

“Nonsense! You’ve helped me this far. Are you afraid I’ll tell you to get rid of someone again?” Mr. Charles teased.

Victor shook his head quickly. “No, Sir. It’s not that. I’m not afraid of anything. Every task and order you give, I’ll carry out to the best of my abilities.”

“Good. You’re reliable. Now, if you were in...