Chapter 12

James pouted helplessly.

“Get me the dress from my closet,” Thea said, ignoring him. “There's an important banquet tonight.” James stood and walked toward the closet. “Which one, dearest?” he asked, opening the closet door.

“The white one, with the V-neck.”

“That won't do. You can't expose yourself in public like that. This one looks good.” James grabbed a black, high-neck dress and handed it to Thea. “Oh, right. What's the banquet for?”

“Rowena...