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“Yes?” he asks. “Um, can I come in?” she says, anxiously playing with her hair. “I already told you to come in, Fay,” he says evenly. Annoyed, she drops her hair and takes two steps into the room, pushing the door closed behind her. Then, she leans against the wall, a little afraid. Like a…

He hesitates, squeezing her hand. “I kind of did pick you, Fay. And you picked me. Even before I knew we were ‘assigned.’” She sighs, taking her hand gently from his. “Yeah, but that was before I had all the information,” she murmurs. Back when she thought he was Prince Charming, not the heir to…

“Dad,” Daniel says, looking up at him. “This was mom’s ring…” Kent nods sharply, holding out the box to him. It’s not really an offer. Daniel sighs and takes the box, lifting the ring from it. He looks at me and cocks his head to the side. My fingers shaking a little, I raise my…

And yet here I was, in the place she’d so desperately left. Why did I let myself get so wrapped up in this world? I cower away from my father. “Enough,” Kent’s voice rings out behind me, cool and calm. Alden turns angry eyes to him but Kent holds his ground. “I’m pleased to announce,”…

She gives me a broad, red-lipped smile while he says something else in her ear. I give her a tentative smile back, so she winks and blows me a kiss. Her energy is effervescent. I can’t help but like her. “Who is she?” I ask, still watching her. “Fiona,” Daniel says, a little pained. “My…

She hurries back over to the pile of dresses she set aside for me. “For you,” she says, “I think, this one.” Her voice is reverent as she holds up a gorgeous velvet gown, midnight blue with gauzy fabric trailing from the shoulders to create a diaphanous train. I gasp when I see it, unable…

“No,” Daniel says quickly, glaring. “I have…I have lots of girlfriends, you know. Girls for different…occasions…” he mumbles this, and his father subtly shakes his head. Kent knows his son has…proclivities. Frankly, he doesn’t care, as long as Daniel does his duty by the family. “You will take a wife,” Kent says, his voice granite….

“Like each other? Daniel you like –” “Shh!” He puts a hand out towards me and looks anxiously at the door. “Seriously, Fay, watch what you say. We can’t talk about that sort of thing here.” I glance at the closed door, confused. “Can they hear us in here?” “My dad has ears everywhere,” he…

“Hi,” I say, my eyes scanning the busy room as I hurry over to him. “Are you hungry?” he asks, giving me a happy grin and sitting back down in his place at a small table. “Um,” I say – honestly, when was the last time I ate – but my stomach answers for me,…

“Dad,” I plead, wrapping my hands in the lapels of his pajamas. “Please, dad, tell me what you know.” “It doesn’t matter who your biological dad is, Fay,” he says, looking down at me seriously. “It never has. I’m your father.” “Who is he, Dad?” I press. He narrows my eyes at me. “What do…