City of inheritance

Determined girl

“She said she would make you study at school,” Khiyat said, looking at the spider swinging on a cobweb glued to the ceiling.

Probably needs some cleaning. At least a few rooms. Khiyat would not have had the strength, desire, or time for the whole house. But, to be honest, there was hardly enough inspiration for the library, and the hands never reached the books.

- At school? asked Ladai languidly, reclining on the windowsill.

“At school,” Khiyat confirmed.

If the kindest and wisest saw how he persuades Ladai, she would surely die of laughter. Or finally convinced of his stupidity.

“Okay,” the blond agreed easily and hit his head against the glass. Not the first time, by the way.

In the guardian's house, Ladai hid from his father, who wished to return his son to the family at all costs. The son resisted with all his might, diligently avoided his relatives, and when this did not work out, he did not get tired of impolitely explaining that he was better alone. And in general, he no longe