Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir

Your brother's dead'...

~Lauren~

I retreated when I stared out the window, it was impossible for me to escape this place through the window. The house was a tall four storey mansion and the fact as I placed in a room on the last mansion convinced me it was impossible to escape that way.

I collapsed back on the bed, deciding on another way to escape from this hell of a place. My thoughts were disrupted by a knock on the door. I immediately lay down, feigning slumber.

'Miss Lauren? Are you awake? I brought some snacks for you' a little voice uttered from outside.

'Who are you?' I asked. That definitely isn't Christain or one of his hostile looking men. I never knew there was a kid in this house. Did Christain take him an hostage too?

'Can I come in?'

'Uhm. Sure' I responded.

The door creaked open to reveal a little boy of about seven years old. He had a short blonde hair, some freckles on the right side of his nose which looked quite nice on him. There was something more to his appearance..... He had a str