Some time went by...
When the news reached her, Darya powdered her face and put on a bright outfit. After the long wait, her father had the green light to enter Satina.
"There she is." Luca's arms were wide open.
"You're alone. I thought Lord Sharou would be here."
"Your husband had to meet his sons. He said it was urgent but he gave his word that we would have a private dinner tonight." Luca rubbed Darya's shoulders. "What's the matter dear, you're starting to grow wrinkles."
"What?" Darya touched her cheeks as if she could find those flaws.
"Let's head to the guest quarters. As it stands, my days here are numbered." Luca locked his daughter's arm in his armpit and took the lead.
**
Sharou could not recount the last time he had lunch with his sons. No arguments or complaints,
