An hour later, after placing my mum embarrassingly in the s*x room , we had changed. No longer did I feel the need to dress up for our guests. I took off the revealing gown and changed out into something that was just plain and simple. Why we had thought this could be something civilized was beyond me. Walking out onto the terrace , they had already been escorted there. Where ever they went, they were under mass surveillance. And it would be like that until they left. My father looked up at us with a gleaming smile on his face , like the last meeting we had not an hour ago hadn't turned into a s**t show. Or one of his sons had not been killed.
Havannah looked like she was chewing on a wasp , and Gabriella looked like she was away with the fairies. Until she clapped eyes on Conrad , then
