Masquerade

Chapter 3

"Are you sure she is his daughter?" Julian had lifted his head off the fist he was leaning on. He immediately sat up once he heard the news from the black-haired teenager. "Alexander, you do realize there are many others with the last name 'Lyndon' in the world."

Alexander took off his cloak, throwing it on the chair and sighed. "I'm not sure myself, to be honest. After picking up some firewood from the forest, I followed her until she got to the gates of Magnolia. She doesn't look anything like Henry, though." The teenager collapsed onto the couch and exhaled.

"She could take after her mother or something along those lines." Julian raked his finger through his silver locks in thought. "What else did you manage to find out about her?"

"Well, she is from a smaller town quite far away, I assume."

"If memory serves correctly, I do believe Henry had moved after he retired. Please, continue."

"She is also a redhead, quite a petite little thing, has these bright green orbs and..." Alexander trailed off.

"And?"

He grinned from ear to ear. "She is quite adorable."

"Alexander," Julian warned.

"Okay, okay. In all seriousness, what should we do? If she is really his daughter, it could really open up a lot of opportunities to find answers. That is if she cooperates with us."

"You said she went into Magnolia, correct? Is she taking permanent residence there?"

"Yes, at least I think so. Either that or she is taking a vacation."

"Excellent." The silver-haired man adjusted the mask on his face and straightened out his white dress shirt. Standing up, he put on his cloak and stepped near the door. "I'm off to find her then."

"Wait," Alexander's eyes widened, giving him an incredulous look before grabbing his arm. "Are you insane? What if it's not her? What if she finds out who you are and reports it to Lionel? It's too dangerous."

Shaking his hand off, Julian taps his mask with a finger. "I have this, remember? She won't be able to see who I am. And I have faith that once she finds out that her father is not who she once thought he was, that girl will want the truth. That's just the plan"

"Fine, but I'm coming with you."

"No, you aren't. I need you to watch the den and be here when Theo gets back or else he'll start to worry. As for your question, if it's not her and she wants to tell Lionel," Julian opens the door a bit before turning to Alexander one last time. "Well, let's just say I'll ensure that won't happen."

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"Are you Henry Lyndon's daughter?" The masked man repeated once again, losing a bit of patience.

Rosaline frowned, confused at how someone she was unfamiliar with knew about her father. "How do you know Pop's name?" She questioned, her voice a little more aggressive than she meant it to be. The girl tried to make herself look somewhat braver than how she was feeling inside. She didn't know what to expect, was he sent here to kill her? Kidnap her?

He read her expression carefully before replying. "I mean no harm. The only thing I ask for is your cooperation. Will you comply?"

"You didn't answer me."