Chapter 43: Todd, Stop
CHARLES’S POV:
Charles and Grace sat in the room for hours. Grace asked the guard what they were waiting for several times, but he didn’t reply or even recognize her question. She sighed and gave up.
At last, the door opened, and Chloe entered, holding a rolled piece of paper in her hand and sporting a triumphant smile.
“Hello, my love,” she said and kissed him wetly on the cheek. He jerked his head away. “Oh, is hubby peeved about something?” she asked, pinching his cheek.
“Just about being locked up like a prisoner, dear,” Charles said.
Chloe giggled. “Not ‘like’ a prisoner, honey. You ‘are’ a prisoner. Your Aeonian is still so poor. You should have hired a better tutor.”
“I’ll remember that next time,” Charles said.
“Oh, there won’t be a next time. Matrimony is forever.”
Charles and Grace looked at each other. “What’s got you so giddy?” Charles asked.
“This.” Chloe handed him the paper, and he read it.