Alastair calmly looked into the boy's eyes, his eyes glinting a spark of light then fading. His tense body and expression slowly relaxed but paled due to using his ability.

"First I would like to ask some questions."

Edwin crossed his arms over his chest and tilted his head upward to look at the boy's eyes. Seeing him nod, he slowly opened his mouth,

"What is your name?"

The boy looked at Edwin's bright smile that was planted on his face, dumbfounded at the unexpected question. Edwin slowly reassured him as he wanted to know what he should be called as he looked older than them.

He nervously nodded his head and softly spoke,

"You can call me Ian..."

"Well, Ian. We can give you the money but you do know that money you get isn't free right?"

He looked at him with the same bright innocent smile but the boy, Ian, felt an unknowingly chill run down his back.

He slowly nodded. He was in a desperate situation as his father was the only guardian left for him and his younger sister to live in this cruel world.

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"Why did you do that?"

Edwin calmly sipped the cup of orange juice and then carefully put the glass on the table. Linda couldn't help but question her brother's decision and action toward Ian.

She watched her brother place some cookies on Alastair's plate, she glared at him but lowered her gaze when Alastair looked in her direction.

"Why do you think I did that?"

Edwin replied to her with a question.

She raised her head in surprise at her twin's reply. She met her brother's rare stoic eyes. She couldn't help but blink in confusion. She placed her fingers on her chin as she slowly thought of their interaction and deal.

Yes, they made a deal between them so Edwin could benefit from giving out his allowance money in this.

She slowly remembered their conversation a few hours ago and clicked them together. Her mind suddenly stiffened in disbelief and looked toward Edwin.

"Wait, you are going in that direction..."

She muttered and stared at her brother in disbelief. Looking at Edwin's approval with a nod, she couldn't help but raise her voice.

"Are you crazy?! We aren't sure when this is going to happen! What if—"

Before she could continue, her mouth was suddenly stuffed with a tart. She chewed on the tart that was given to her and sat back in her seat as she calmed herself down.

"Hah..."

Edwin breathed out in relief after putting the tart to shut his sister's next words. He couldn't help but glance at his side.

He gazed at Alastair gently, watching him carefully chewing the chocolate chip cookies that he gave him.

Linda also couldn't help but melt at Alastair's soft and fragile features and actions.

She doesn't know why some servants call him a devil's spawn just because of his eyes' mismatched colors, especially that crimson red eye. She wanted to stroke and ruffle his soft and fluffy hair but held the urge to do that.

She heard from the captain of the Ducal and a close friend of the duchess that he was the second prince, their cousin. He was even older than them by a few months which made her disappointed as she wanted to experience having a younger sibling.

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