Jake
What the h*ll now?!
A knock sounded at the door while I was trying to finalize the remaining parts left of a peace treaty. Arnold and I began it shortly after the sparring match. I have not agreed to anything, yet. I am waiting for tonight's entertainment before I finish it. I want to see his reaction to the proof that we present to him and our family. I am already reveling in the looks that will mar each face, which makes me eager but not a meeting with my uncle.
“Uncle Randell,” I greeted him firmly after Matt let him in. "I hope your nose feels better. I'm sure my brother is deeply sorry that he clipped you."
Hernon was laughing in my head while I struggled to hold my face in its frown. I deliberately prodded him like he does us. It is payback, especially as our mate
