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Isabella

"Where are your children?" I asked. "And I'm not asking because I want to hurt them. I believe that as next-line members for the family headship, they should know about their birthright. You should teach them about that birthright. And I don't think it's quite right for you to meddle in my business, princess."

"I find that rather unfair," I responded. "Considering how you can meddle in my business, but I can't talk about yours. Of course, I understand this might be a sore subject for you, especially considering the fact that your key ally is dead and his family does not sit amongst the six anymore.

Granted, it doesn't change the fact that they are still alive, but in some ways, it might negate the generational agreement between you two."

"You don't know what you're talking about, princess. If that's how you want to play things, fine. I cannot force you. I'm simply trying to show that I mean no harm, and I want to help. Genuinely, I want to."

"I don't need your help, prin