Helena walked with her father as they talked until she was inside and alone with him. "I expect you to be pregnant by now and carrying his child. What are you waiting for?" Gray asked, looking at her face.
"You need to slow down, father. Grey is not a child. He knows what we are after, and he is being stubborn. I think we need to take things slow with him. I am trying to make him fall in love with me." Helena said she was pouring her father a wine.
"Fall in love? Do you know how long you both have been together now?" He asked, collecting the glass cup and looking at their faces. "I lost count, father. It doesn't matter how long. What we need is his heart, and we have to capture that."
"I think I might be able to help you with that." Gray said, sipping his wine. "How? "
"Don't worry
