Chapter 50: Nevena

My mom didn’t need much explaining, once I introduced her to Ivan. She knew exactly what he was the second she saw him, and if I thought that she was going to be disapproving, I was severely mistaken.

You see, my mom never stopped loving my dad, knez Beregov. She knew more about Slavonika Academy and the world of Slavic Magic than I had anticipated, and she talked to Ivan until the sun came up. When he didn’t burn, she asked us to explain everything that happened and I told her the whole sordid tale, with all the good and the bad, and everything in between.

“Volkova never liked me,” said my mom, and it was so surreal to me to be in our small apartment, with my mom making me breakfast in the kitchen, talking about the murderous and crazy Starosta. “I met her a few times. She pretended to be Vukashin’s friend, but I knew that she loved him. I could just feel it.”