I Do… Not Want This

When all the kids dispersed, Ignacio and Isidro stood alone.

"You did something stupid yet again… Why do you always pick on Luzia?" Isidro asked, his tone laced with frustration.

"Just stop it… She definitely cheated," Ignacio muttered, scowling.

"Ignacio, you—" Isidro began, but he was cut off.

"Ignacio."

The voice was firm, authoritative.

Ignacio stiffened. He turned slowly, and beside him, Isidro did the same.

Duke Alejandro was approaching, his presence commanding as always. The weight of his gaze made Ignacio's stomach twist, but he quickly masked any hesitation.

Both boys bowed in unison.

Duke Alejandro stopped in front of them, his sharp gaze settling on Ignacio. There was no immediate anger in his expression, no raised voice—but that made it worse.

"Explain yourself," the Duke said evenly.

Ignacio clenched his jaw. "Father, she—"