"I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife,"
•July, 3rd•
Mademoiselle Robin,
I do hope I'm not being too forward in corresponding with you but I couldn't help myself. I did some studying on you, if you don't mind me saying. You're such a mystery to me, yet I know I can trust you with what I'm about to divulge with you; Your mother isn't who you think she is. She used to be the most powerful heiress in Europe. Until she met an American nameless, and left with him. She left everything here when she left; Now we know why she left of course; she knew about the war, which I'm sure you do too by now. But she never knew you would be automatically selected for Avarice Academy, and once your heritage was founded, you'd be reinstated to their fortunes and title. She should've known they'd use you to control the war. Just like the Roscoe children. Yes, the plural.
Oliver Roscoe is a loose cannon. He's unpredictable, and traumatized from things you can't imagine. I know more than you think, or than you could imagine. I bet you didn't know he had an older sister, did you, Robin? Or that his parents were so hell-bent on making their children perfect, emotionless weapons for power, that they'd beat them. Someone say his sister ran away, some say their mother killed her to teach Oliver a lesson in loyalty. Of course these are all just myths from other Descendant families who have a grudge against the Roscoes. And rightfully too; The Roscoes have taken control of more than 140% of their previous land since last year. Hence why they have taken your rightful place as highest in command on the descendant list. Everyone knows that if he falls in love with someone he can never be a proper Descendant King. The Roscoes will fall if he falls in love. I saw the way you looked at each other, and I want you to know that the Nortons will stand behind your name, should you reveal it, if something rash and explosive should happen. Not many Descendants like the Roscoes, and they will crash much harder than any other house has ever. I merely wish to help you avoid getting sucked down with them.
You look just like your mother, Robin. You both have the same eyes. And your hands, delicate and slender; made for the piano. But that rage, your mother never wore that anger. You wouldn't survive being a weapon in this revolution. Too much raw emotion, too easy to manipulate, too innocent. The first casualty of war is innocence. No amount of fathers, brothers, mothers, or powerful friends can protect your love for life.
On a lighter note, this might be a lot to take in, or you might already know some this. Either way, you deserved to know. It's up to you whether you share this information with your brother dearest, Peregrine.
The stars blink as they watch you, jealous of your shine, Robin, and I'm sure this is the start of a beautiful mutual tolerance,
Your acquaintance, Ryler Norton.
YOU ARE READING
Of Kings and Queens
Teen FictionAvarice Academy is one of the best, most prestigious and most expensive schools in the entire world- And when Robin and her twin brother Peregrine are offered scholarships, they can't wait to get on the plane and rush off to Ireland to start. Though...
