“That won’t be a problem,” Knox answers.
The reason I drag Knox along is for reasons like this. To keep the peace. Without him, I would have ended up making an enemy of my future father-in-law.
Warrick gestures to a guard who hovers by the wall.
“Find her,” he grinds out. “The Commandant is a busy man. He doesn’t have all day.”
The guard vanishes. A few minutes later, a pair of voices drifts in from the foyer, tinkling like wind chimes.
“You go in first,” one says softly.
“No, you,” another says. “I look ridiculous.”
“We look the same.”
“Exactly.”
Two girls step into the room after they’ve concluded their bickering.
I blink in surprise. I hadn’t expected twins. Identical, nonetheless. They have long jet-black hair, vibrant green eyes, and olive skin. Loose bangs fall into their eyes, giving them an innocent look. Both girls are dressed in a matching powder-blue gown that brushes their kneecaps.
“Which one is mine?” I ask.
The girl on the left frowns. The one on the right stiffens, anger flashing across her face.
I know without a doubt that Warrick paired me with the difficult one.
Unfortunately, things rarely work in my favor.
That must beHaven.
She moves slowly like a prisoner making their way to the execution block. She lifts her head when she stands before me and meets my eyes. People usually avoid my gaze.
“Nice to meet you, Bender,” she says bitterly.
“That’s not my name.”
“Haven,” Warrick warns.
I glance at him. “Is she always like this?”
“No,” he says tightly. “She’s nervous.”
“Do not speak of me as if I am not here!” Haven exclaims.
“I don’t know if I want her,” I mutter. “This was a mistake.”
She laughs. A harsh, mocking sound. One that is completely unladylike.
“You’re one to complain. Your father had to buy you a wife. Do you know how much I cost?”
Her gaze jerks to Warrick.
“I know about the credit transfer by the way,” she says, with a poisonous smile. “Thanks for selling me.”
“We signed an agreement,” Warrick says through clenched teeth.
He leans in and whispers something in her ear. Her shoulders drop, and the fight drains from her small frame, but her eyes remain cold.
