~ AT THE MANSION OF EARL SANTIAGO ~
" Mother, I-- " Ike stutters as he looked down in front of his mother.
Rosella frowned, " What? Just spit it. "
From her toes to her waist, from her waist to her head, Ike looked up to see his mothers face as he sulks, " Mother, are I and Irene... A-adopted? "
Rosella was surprised by his unexpected questions, she asked, " Huh? What makes you think that? "
Ike pouted, " The mothers of our school said it. We heard them talking about you saying we might not be father's children... I-is that true? "
" Nonsense! " Rosella gritted her teeth, " How dare they accuse such a thing! Who said it? "
" I-I don't know them, mother, I just thought they are mothers with their look, and they are in school waiting for other children... " Ike almost teared up as his hands on the front couldn't stay still.
Rosella clicked her tongue, " What else did they say? "
