“Mother, Claude, I’d like you to properly meet Rakos. He’s the one who protected me in Draskora and brought me home. I’m very in love with him, and I intend to keep him.” Margot brushes a fallen leaf from Claude’s shoulder. “To think, I thought Julien’s little assassin would be my greatest trial as a parent this year.” “Julien has always been like that.” Claude glares suspiciously at Rakos. “This is Bellamy, though.”
