ckwood Mano

ating enough vegetables, the next I was being served tiny,

y main source of entert

the garden, or even trying to sn

r voice dripping with fake sweet

-timed hand to my forehead and a

y, my voice weak. "It's

er eyes, but wh

goose, or incub

red me by the ridiculous

this kind of... lineage," she said, flicking a

e, shall we s

very strong one! Right in the... uh...

tly sculpted lips

takes after his father." I gave he

d and sta

my age and the only normal person in the ent

she whispered, handing me

said, unw

metimes, looking more

would whisper, eyeing a stern-looking

s needed any help with their... plumbing. He was a plumb

nd my parents' flustered support,

It was a masquerade. Th

ed with the champagne. I re

r behind a mask, but his cuff

rest everywhere

ckwood wore t

id Julia

t night, dressed in simi

expression unreadable. He was imposi

t have

He was the main heir, the

Alexander was

wood' s child. That was the st

r it was going to

s a Blackwood,

I didn' t want to