"..." The little boy had been watching Molly and, upon hearing Grace Yakov's words, he hesitated slightly before finally lifting his head.
In his eyes shimmered a hint of surprise, as if questioning whether Grace Yakov was truly going to reward him.
His small face, with its perfect contours, betrayed a moment of contemplation.
He even furrowed his brow a little.
He didn't want anything in particular, just to prove to Molly that he was more impressive than her elder brother, to be someone she could look up to as well.
Although he hadn't won, he hadn't lost either.
But if he were to actually receive a reward...
The little boy suddenly lifted his head, speaking up for the first time in front of an adult, "I want to sleep in her room."
The little boy's hand, without any hesitation, pointed towards Molly, who was beside him.
"..." Grace Yakov turned to stone for a moment.
Was the reward he wanted to snatch Molly's room from her?
