XXVI · DIMITRI

Dimitri Delacroix's point of view

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AS I HAD ASKED BEFORE I CAME TO my chambers, mother came to call me when it was dinner time. It was around 8 pm. So, I dressed up and got ready to go down, and probably meet Isabelle again.

She was right, I did have the guts to come here, but it was all my mother's doing. And what did she meant by saying that her father was blackmailing her? How could he blackmail his only daughter? What is he using to blackmail her?

"...okay, Dimitri?" Confused, I turned to my mom realizing that she was still here. "Did you listen to me?"

"Sorry, I did not. Can you say it again, mother?"

Sigh. "I was telling you to behave and not bicker with her."

"With Isabelle?" She glared at me as if I was stupid.

"Who else?"

"Alright, mom. I'll try," then I finish putting my shoes on. "That is, if she comes to have dinner with us all," I muttered.

"Why wouldn't her?" Now she's acting stupid.