Raven.
I let a moment of tense silence pass, but I saw the regret on Dimitri's face then.
He didn't want to give me his daughter.
Ahh, I basked in that feeling, dragging it out as I relished it.
After a while, I budged my head in a nod.
“At twenty-two, no problem. We'll call a truce on that…” Dimitri nodded while Michael glared daggers at me. If I didn't know better, I'd think it was his daughter they were giving up for marriage, but she wasn't his daughter. Although Yulia mentioned to me that Michael is fond of the girl. He loved Princess like she was his daughter. “But we'll need to sign a contract based on this.”
“Of course,” Dimitri eagerly agreed.
Three weeks later, Dimitri brought the contract, and I signed it with my damn blood, sealing the girl's fate as well as their
