Flashback ( PDFDrive )

all my daddy drama.” Plus, it wasn’t your fault Lady Delmira thought my
elixir was too frothy and Sir Bubu snuck in a trick question on me.
His name is Sir Bubu? Sophie had to ask.
Yep! I had a LOT of fun with that during the second half of the year. And
that’s the thing: This made me realize I was never going to be who my dad
wanted me to be, so I might as well have some fun. In fact, that was the night
I first came up with the Great Gulon Incident.
She could almost hear his smirk—and when a new memory flashed
to the front of his mind, she wondered if he was finally going to show
her the story.
But Fitz interrupted.
Why was your dad talking about my dad anyway?
Keefe sighed. I was hoping you weren’t going to ask that. Guess it’s
probably easier to show you.
His memories shuffled again, flashing to the Level Two atrium at
Foxfire all decked out in tinsel and filled with big bubbles floating
with candy and treats in the center. Everywhere Keefe looked, parents
were hugging their kids and celebrating.
But his mom hadn’t bothered to come. And his dad had his wrist in
a death grip as he dragged him away from his locker, forcing him to
leave behind his presents.
“Wait,” Alden called, rushing to catch up to them in the hall.
“You’re not leaving already, are you, Cassius?”
“Lord Cassius,” Keefe’s father corrected. “And yes. Keefe needs to
study.”
“Tonight?” Alden asked. “I think he’s earned a night off, don’t you?
To test so high—and at his age—”