Fourteen
Mordecai extended his hand to me and led me back into the study. Everyone stood as we entered. Lazlo looked anxiously at me. The King’s crew stood stoically along the side of the room.
Mordecai crossed to Maeve. “Lady Maeve, it appears we are in need of drawing up a marriage contract between your son and this lovely young lady. I’ve spoken with both of them. According to her familial magic, they are to be married. Her guardian will, of course, need to add her signature upon her return, but we should get things settled immediately.”
Lazlo’s eyes brightened with the smile that crossed his face. I saw Maeve sigh. She didn’t seem surprised. Gwen’s eyes were wide and darting between Lazlo and myself. Jordan was stoic as ever. Did that man ever show emotion?
Maeve offered a deep cur
