I sat in my study reading over correspondences from the Council members and their groups. Hundreds of letters have been arriving since my arrival. Most welcoming me home, other invitations to visit their homes. Finn curled up on the couch, watching as I read each letter.
“Finn what am I doing?”
What do you mean Mistress? His sleepy voice echoed. He lifted his head shaking his ears.
“I mean…Why? Why am I still prolonging my selection? The Council has been more than understanding but something is coming. And I need to become the thing everyone wants me to be. Alaric. He is funny, and witty. He makes me laugh. He has been wonderful and understanding. The agreement we came up with is both beneficial and amicable for the two of us. So why do I feel myself pulling from him? He is not askin
