Elder Boris didn’t know what had truly happened; he was just throwing rocks at shadows until something hit. I knew this power move would come back to bite me, but if Leo was genuinely trying to prove he had feelings for me, then this was the best course of action.
Straightening my posture and lifting my chin, I faced Boris head-on. I would win this game of power, one way or another. Boris, for all his bluster, still hadn't grasped the fundamental truth: boats can float with metal, not wood. But for that to fully happen, I needed to finish my job of remodeling this castle. Marcus would eventually report what happened before he fainted, and I needed to remain in his good graces to ensure he told the right story.
Leo would be my puppet, no doubt. Summoning all my bravery, I called him forth
