“I’ll need some time,” Thomas said, his voice hesitant. “To consider this carefully… and to plan.”
Victoria nodded. She was aware that her father was overwhelmed. As the family began to disperse, Thomas gently took her by the arm and led her away from the others, into a quiet corner of the house where they wouldn’t be overheard.
“Victoria…” He lowered his voice to a near whisper. “Is Alex really the adopted son of Heinrich Lancastriel?”
Victoria blinked, and her heart quickened. She had expected this question, but now that it was here, she had to be careful with her answer. Lying to her father was risky, but there was no turning back now.
“Yes, Father,” she said, keeping her voice steady. “He really is Mr. Lancastriel’s adopted son. Why else would Mr. Lancastriel’s steward have come al
