Chapter twenty six

Ethan’s POV

I was late.

That was usual, I was always late to everything and I didn’t care. I was Ethan after all, there wasn’t anyone that could question me for arriving late. That was why I wasn’t in a hurry to go down, I took my time in the shower and even when the maids set my favorite suit on the bed, I didn’t put it on immediately.

I sat on my desk with only a towel, smoking a cigar and staring out of the window. Today was going to be quite a day, I just hoped I wasn’t putting Ariah in harm’s way. Well fuck that, even though there was danger, I would be there to protect her. I stubbed out my cigar and dressed up, as usual, I looked good. A three-piece suit tailored just for me was always the charm.

When I told Lowell about what had happened between Ariah and me, he didn’t even act surprised.

All he said was, “Really? That took way less time than I expected. And you say she’s coming with us to the feast? We'd better get a dress ready for her.”

“What do you mean it took way