“What?! Did you come into my room?!”
“No, Ludavica got it for me!”
Goddamn.
If this was what she was going to be like all the time, it was gonna be a long fucking marriage.
Isabella looked angry. “Ludavica gave it to you?! She didn’t ask me!”
“I asked herfor it so I could read it as a surprise,” I said hastily, not wanting to get the servant girl in trouble. “So you and me could have something to talk about.”
“…oh,” Isabella said, stunned. “That’s… that’s really nice of you.”
I suddenly felt bad for her.
It seemed nobody in her life had ever taken an interest in the things she loved.
I tried to lighten things up with a jokey tone of voice. “I was kind of surprised you liked it.”
“Why?” she asked with a frown. She was acting like I’d offended her.
“Well, it’s kind of spicy.” I nearly added,For a virgin,but I didn’t think she’d appreciate me bringing that up, so I kept it to something she’d told me herself. “Especially for somebody who can’t watch TV or go on the internet.”
“Oh,” she said, her anger gone. “I guess that’s true.”
“Maybe we could talk about the book later,” I suggested.
“Not here,” she whispered frantically.
“Okay, okay – where, then?”
“…I don’t know…”
That sadness in her voice… like she would never be able to discuss something she loved, at least not openly.
Suddenly, she looked past me and forced a smile. “Hello, Daddy.”
I turned to see Don Vicari walking towards us down the hall.
“What are you two talking about?” he asked suspiciously.
“Just the books she’s reading,” I replied.
“Oh,” he replied like he couldn’t care less. “Go sit down. I’m hungry.”
He brushed past us and went into the room.
I felt even worse for Isabella than before.
A father who treated her like she was barely there…
But who terrified her, too.
Especially if he should find out what she was secretly like.
As much as I didn’t want to marry the girl…
I made a promise that I’d be a thousand times better to her than her asshole father.