A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Seeing that he was in low spirits, Karen kept up a steady flow of chatter, her hands never stopping as she worked.

“Ivan doesn’t have friends his age, and he barely even talks to us. Most days, he’s as silent as a young monk in a cloister. You’re probably the only one who can get a reaction out of him, and honestly, I’m glad to see that.”

York wrinkled his nose, too embarrassed to reply.

“But

you really shouldn’t run off on your own. Next time, please tell someone at home, or at least let Lessie know. The second she heard you’d snuck out rushed straight here from school.”

York hesitated, trying to hide his smirk, making a show of complaining.

“She’s just worried I’ll get her in trouble. Half the time, she can’t wait to get rid of me.”

Karen let out a gentle laugh. “Lessie hasn’t been back long, but mothers know their daughters–she cares about you, York, even if she doesn’t show it outright.”

“Really?” There was a flicker of hope in York’s eyes.

“So don’t run off alone when you’re upset. Lessie would be worried sick. And if you ever don’t know where

scrubbing the dishes a little more vigorously to hide his

it’d be wonderful if you and Ivan

just messing around. I told him I’d

couldn’t understand why Ivan was so angry–it was

But Karen nodded, understanding.

he treasures anything

your favorite toy by accident–wouldn’t you be

pouted, his hands going still. “So

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cake’s ready!” Karen plated a slice of warm, delicate sponge cake and handed

hands and place the small plate in

Ivan. And remember to

soft and warm as sunlight on

together, starting to understand why Alessia hadn’t wanted to go to