VELICIA
"Uh..." I stammered weakly, taking a step back.
Cole positioned himself between us. "She's coming with us to attend a party in one of the districts as our servant," he stated confidently, even if I could hear the tension beneath his words.
Kemper's scowl deepened as his gaze raked over me from my head to my toes like he sensed deception. “Explain why you're dressed like that instead of in the usual slave rags. In what world is that a servant's attire?" He growled.
Cray joined in smoothly. "It's a more upscale event, Dad. Having her in plain garbs would look out of place.”
Kemper's eyes narrowed suspiciously at me. He looked between the triplets.
“What the hell are you hiding from me?” He roared. His voice was deep and dark, cracking like thunder, and I could feel his anger on
