CHAPTER 44

It was a large meeting room. Large enough to contain at least thirty people and furniture expensive enough that when sold could make a significant increase in the bank accounts of each of those thirty people. There were several rooms in the house which she had not ventured into and this was one of them. King Jamal had paid her an expected visit and insisted that they meet at the room on the second floor of the house. They were to meet the person responsible for planning a perfect wedding for them. Halo was dressed in a blue dress that was just right above her knees, her locs set free and not in a usual bun, seated next to her soon-to-be husband and toying with the idea of telling Jamal that he was quite boring.

''I apologize if I am not much for conversation''

Halo was horrified for a split second that he had read her mind. Was she getting married to some kind of psychic?