Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 536

It made you wonder just how many storms Larissa had weathered to become so composed and self-reliant, never causing anyone a moment of worry.

It was true what they said: adversity forces a child to grow up fast. Larissa’s maturity was a direct result of a childhood without shelter, where she’d had to learn to fend for herself. There was so little they could do for her now.

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Later that evening, after dinner, Larissa tended to her herb garden as she always did. She meticulously checked on each plant, watering and fertilizing them as needed. Once finished, she went back to her room for a long, hot shower.

After drying her hair, she slipped into a set of comfortable pajamas, climbed into bed, and pulled out her phone. She tapped on Haskell’s profile and started a video call.

It only took a moment for him to answer. Haskell’s face appeared on the screen, and it looked like he’d just showered, too. He was wearing a soft robe, his damp hair tousled and slightly messy.

“Haskell, how did it go today? Any news about your brother?”

She knew from their recent sessions that he spent every day investigating his brother's disappearance, sometimes having to check out leads himself.

Haskell offered a faint smile. “No luck today, either.”

Larissa could see the frustration and disappointment behind it. She had even tasked Nightveil with looking into it, but it was baffling that even her organization’s top people couldn’t find a single trace of Haskell’s brother.

“Haskell,” Larissa said, “I think you need to confront your father again.”

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