Page 98 of The Rise of an Heiress

“You were Dante’s informant.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“What was your role when my father was alive?”

“I was his second-in-command. The best assassin the Triad had,” he says proudly. “Though, that was a long time ago, I’ve aged much since.”

We share a laugh.

“So, what now?” I ask.

“Well, first, I’d just like to get to know you as my goddaughter, if you’ll let me. I know I’ve lied to you for a long time, but—”

I hold my hand up to stop him. “I didn’t know who you were, so it’s not like I was entirely honest, either. I’d love to get to know you. Plus, I think you’re the only person I know that has stories about my dad.”

He smiles and looks off like he’s remembering something. “Yes, that’s true.”

We sit in silence for a moment, but Bo speaks up again.

“I’d also like to help you transition with the Triad. I know these men, grew up with a lot of them. I know who’s loyal and who to keep a lookout for. It’s been years, but I think I can help get you up to speed. That is, if you still want to take over.”

I’m so touched by Bo’s offer.

“I’d like that,” I answer. “Are they just going to accept you back after so long?”

“I was always loyal to the Triad, your father and you—the true heir. Anyone who’s honorable will stand by me,” he answers as he stands. “I should be going, then. I’ve got a lot to do to get you set up. We’ll start with a formal meeting with the Triad, so they know you intend to take over. But we can sort out the details once you’ve rested and healed.”

“I really appreciate this, Bo. I wasn’t sure how I was going to do this,” I say, getting up and giving him a hug.

He squeezes me back tightly, and we stand still for a moment. “Oh, one more thing,” he says as we pull apart. He reaches into his jacket pocket. “I’ve been hanging onto this for a long time. I’m glad it’s finally in your possession.” He hands me an envelope addressed to me.

I immediately know who it’s from.

“Thank you, Bo. We’ll talk soon,” I tell him as I walk him to the door of the library. Once he leaves, I take a minute to process the information Bo just gave me and also to gather up courage to open this letter.

I sit and take a deep breath as I open the aged envelope.

My daughter,

If you’re reading this it means two things:

You’ve taken your rightful place as my heir.

I am not alive to share this moment with you.

I want you to know that if you’re having any doubts, you are to banish them from your mind immediately. I only ever saw myself with a son, if I’m being honest. It sure would be easier to have a male heir take my place. A woman has never led the Triad before.

But the second you were born and I laid eyes on you—I knew you’d be different. Strong and wise, and your smile can bring men to your mercy. Maybe I’m biased. But I do know this—you were meant to do this. To lead. To rule. I know in my heart you are going to bring men who are used to being in power to their knees and the Triad will be in a much better place because of you.

The dragon has always symbolized strength and power to the Triad. Live every day and let your strengths guide you. My sweet Anya, you are the new dragon head. I wish you nothing but luck and prosperity.

I’ll love you always and forever,

Your father.

I cry into my hands as the letter falls to the ground. Nico wraps his arms around me, enveloping me in his scent. He kisses the top of my head and holds me.

Epilogue

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