Bianca
I wasn’t an i***t. I knew exactly what Isaac was doing by accepting Headmistress Cordelia’s invitation to the charity auction.
Image rehabilitation.
It was the oldest trick in the book for royals with tarnished reputations. Show up at a few charity events, kiss some babies, write a check with enough zeros to make headlines, and suddenly the public forgets about all your scandals and shortcomings.
But I couldn’t complain. After all, elevating Isaac’s image was the first step in my plan. If the people started to see him as a viable future king, that could only help us in the long run.
And if he wanted to throw money at orphans to make that happen? Perfect. The end result was the same: children being helped and Isaac looking good while doing it.
It really was a
