My honeymoon was finally over and l returned to Heartfield. L had enjoyed my
time in Moda, where everything is beautiful, l wish Heartfield was more like here.
L visited the school to check in on Isabella and Rufadus said she was doing fine but
when l was talking to him l felt like he was hiding something from me.
“No offense grandfather but l feel as if you are withholding something from me” l
said loud and boldly.
“Alright” he said groaning. “When were you planning on telling her who her real
mother was?” he questioned. L was shocked by this question.
“L don’t know” l honestly replied. “Grandfather she probably doesn’t even know
what sex is, I’ll tell her when she’s about ten” l replied.
“Okay then you’d better tell her then or l might have to tell her myself” he
threatened, it sounded like a threat to me anyway.
“What has brought this up grandfather?” l asked curious to know what had gotten
into him.
“Well when l was escorting Isabella to her room, do you know what some of those
heartless spoiled immortal brats said?” he questioned.
“What?” l whispered feeling a need for secrecy.
“Bastard child of a slut queen and your mothers a slut” l gasped, how could
anybody say that to a four year old who didn’t know the real meaning of the word
slut.
“How could they say that” l said finally letting it out.
"They did it because they are heartless mongrels who don't care about anything"
replied my granddfather.
"Of course they would not care about a thing, those kids are spoiled rotten with
royalty acting as their teachers" l said and sighed.