Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Blood Ledger’s Favorite Heir: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Lydia began enjoying the Scholar Gift almost at once. In the beginning, the Blood Ledger was generous. Its gifts always were.The Scholar Gift sharpened her memory and made lessons feel easier than they had any right to be. Ancient blood-script, which had once made her yawn, arranged itself neatly in her mind. Lydia loved it. More than that, she loved being seen with it. The classroom went silent. Then the whispers began."Since when is Lydia Vale this brilliant...""I wish I had a mind like hers."Lydia lowered her lashes as if embarrassed, but the smile at the corner of her mouth gave her away.When her gaze drifted toward me, she covered her lips and gave a soft little laugh. "Eleanor studies hard at home too," she said, sweet as poisoned honey. "She really does try. Some people just need more time."A boy at the next desk, who had been waiting to ask Lydia for help, immediately followed her lead. "That's kind of you, Lydia. But not everyone can be taught. You and Eleanor came from

After leaving the classroom, I did not go home. Cassian would need time to recover from the embarrassment. Lydia would need time to decide whether she was angry or afraid. I needed neither. Behind the fencing hall was an old storage room. I slipped inside and locked the door. Perfect. No Cassian, no Lydia, and no audience.A pale girl in a dark academy uniform, sitting alone in a forgotten room, quietly memorizing Latin beneath a strip of cold afternoon light. Exactly the kind of image the internet liked.My study account had grown fast. At first, I only posted short clips of my desk, my notes, and my daily revision routine. Then my face began to appear more often: a few seconds of me turning a page, a quiet smile at the camera, a tired blink over a stack of books. Now I had more than six hundred thousand followers. Most of them were women.And just as I had guessed, the Glamour Gift did not care where affection came from. It did not need romance, and it certainly did not need a man.

The scene inside the armory was nothing like Lydia had imagined. I was not clinging to Cassian Voss, and Cassian was not touching me.A long wooden table stood in the middle of the room. I sat on one side, while Cassian sat on the other, looking annoyed but obedient. Between us stood Professor Helena Voss, Cassian's elder sister and Saint Orphia's discipline mistress, with a marked exam paper in one hand.On the table lay two open notebooks, a grammar text, and a sheet of blood-law revision questions. Professor Voss looked at the crowd gathered outside her door and frowned. "What is the meaning of this..." Professor Voss glanced at my parents. "You are Miss Vale's guardians..." Father's face had gone stiff. "Yes. We are.""Then perhaps you can explain why your younger daughter entered my classroom shouting accusations before seeing what was happening."Mother opened her mouth, but no words came out. Father looked as if he had swallowed something alive.Professor Voss placed my paper on

When I got home, Lydia's eyes were still red. She had clearly been crying for a long time.Mother and Father sat in the parlor with dark expressions, but neither of them could scold me the way they wanted to. Professor Voss had been there. Adrian Blackthorne had been there. Several classmates had been there. No matter how badly they wanted to blame me, the facts refused to help.Mother pressed her lips together for a while before speaking. "Eleanor, you are not a child anymore. You need to keep your distance from male students."Her tone had softened into something almost patient, as if she were trying to guide me back onto the respectable path she had already drawn in her head. "Cassian Voss is trouble. Getting too close to boys like him will damage your reputation." I lowered my eyes and nodded. "You're right, Mother." She paused, clearly surprised by how easily I agreed."I don't want to be close to Cassian either," I continued. "But when Professor Voss gives me private tutoring, sh

I pushed Cassian toward professional gaming because once Helena took control of House Voss, some of the family shares she had promised me would become mine. With her money, I could invest in projects that had not yet appeared in this life.That was the advantage of rebirth. I did not have to repeat the same path. I could redraw the map.The Glamour Gift pulsed warmly beneath my skin. Then the Ledger's voice sounded in my mind."Your affection value is high," it said. "But the love of followers is scattered, unstable, and not singular.""I know," I murmured.As my followers increased, people at school eventually discovered the account. At first, it was one classmate. Then three. Then half the year."Oh my god, Eleanor, you're famous...""You have over a million followers...""Can I take a photo with you... I'll tag you." I smiled. "Of course."The image was clean, soft, and profitable. After that, my growth became even faster. Brands began sending offers: stationery companies, academy f