(From Blue's Perspective)
"Can we trust her? Are you sure?" I asked Evan when he said we could talk freely in front of his fiancée.
"She has no ties whatsoever with her family. I mean, she has as she is still the duke's daughter, but she hates her family. At this moment, I am controlling her father, not entirely, but enough. And if she tries to do something funny, which I don't think she will, I can just eliminate her."
"… You can't just eliminate your fiancée," I said grimly.
"Oh, trust me, I can," he smiled.
Dion moved a little in the middle of his nap in my arms as we sat in Evan's office. We came to Trouvaille yesterday. Yesterday, I rested the whole day. Dem went a little overboard playing with Dion, so now, my son was sleeping like a log because he was tired.
"Trusting random people is the worst idea," Dem said. "We are not discussing anything private in front of her."
"He is right, we aren't," I said.
