"So that's my current predicament," I conclude, taking a long sip of tea to wet my parched throat. Explaining why I need to get betrothed in a short amount of time without disclosing certain secrets was tougher than an obstacle course.
Elias sits in front of me with a face just as expressionless as his somber butler. He hasn't reacted so I wave a hand in front of him.
"Hello? Did you hear me?" I ask the dapper young heir to House Wolfe. With the weather warming up, a faint red flush sits on his skin which must be because he's accustomed to the cooler weather of the north. He's dazed alright, but whether it's from what I said or the heat has yet to be determined.
"I did," Elias says calmly, returning back to his body as if he hadn't been lost in his thoughts.
"Then give me your thoughts," I snap, my patience wearing thin.
Elias has a complex expression on his face. "I don't think you need to worry about marriage. It's very far off in the future. Things could change."
