After dinner, Lara walked Sandro back to his room first. The boy was already half-asleep, his head nodding forward as she guided him down the quiet hallway.
The Laguna mansion was enormous—one of Ares' many indulgences. Sixteen guest rooms lined the long corridors, all leading toward the grand master suite at the end of the west wing.
Scarlet had wasted no time claiming territory.
She had specifically requested the room beside the master bedroom.
Unfortunately for her, Shay already occupied that room. Across from Shay's was Asher's, leaving Scarlet no choice but to settle two doors down. Lara suspected that detail alone had ruined Scarlet's evening.
Inside Shay's room, soft lamplight bathed the space in warm gold. The little girl was already tucked under the blankets, her small body curled comfortably against the pillows.
Lara sat on the edge of the bed and gently smoothed Shay's hair.
"Sweetie," she asked softly, "who is Asher to you?"
