A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

“Yeah.” Alessia knew he was referring to what had happened the night before.

“And where are York and Ivan?”

“They’re in the bedroom,” Karen answered before Alessia could ask. “Lessie, go call them out for breakfast.”

“Alright.”

Even though it was technically her own room, Alessia knocked politely before turning the handle and stepping inside.

next to

To her surprise, York–usually such a bundle of energy–was quietly s Ivan, clutching a pencil and scratching something onto a piece of pap was not his strong suit; his page was covered with a few mysterious, unidentifiable

creatures.

early, art

Ivan, meanwhile, was hunched over a picture book, studying it with the concentration of an art critic, his face deadly serious. Next to him sat a freshly completed drawing, and if you looked closely, you could spot a faint flower hidden

in the corner.

As for Rex, he was curled up in the far corner of the room, fast asleep.

you two

bounced to attention–then, as if remembering something, he shot a guilty look

looking like he was about to confess, but before he could say a word, Ivan

Alessia paused, giving them a

“I’m hungry.”

the

had their secrets, and it was obvious

for York. If they didn’t want to talk, Alessia

breakfast. Ivan, take York to wash his

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latched onto his side–only to be brushed off as Ivan edged away with a look of mild

two boys out, quietly

his chair, eating with gusto. Karen watched him with a smile, moving his

time you visit,

for more–only

up quickly,

Brendan remarked, a note of

I think he’s finally made his first real friend, right, Ivan?” Karen glanced at Ivan, who hesitated for a second before dropping his gaze and