Title-Ivo

Ivo pushed the door open and walked up to this fathers throne, he presented himself . He walked up to his mother and kissed her hand, it was a personal tradition of him, which he made his top priority. He walked back to where he stood before and looked up at his father.

“You sent for me!.” Ivo said.

^^^

Ivo’s POV

I have no idea if I am the only one who feels this but I knew my parents weren’t okay, I could tell, and I could tell it affected my mother more than it affected my father, if I wasn’t being considerate I would have said it...