CHAPTER SIX

"Why are you still here?" Archer was getting frustrated. Ever since Adalia's family left, she had been tailing him everywhere he went, filling his ears with unnecessary jibber jabber. "Why did you stay? I know it's not for the crock pot excuse you served your father."

"I thought it would be a good idea," she shrugged her shoulders and walked away from him. "Besides I don't think it's fair to let your family plan my brother's vows alone."

"They are my sister's vows too," his eyes followed her as she paced around him. Her hands held together behind her back and her shoulders elevated to her ears. She looked like an innocent little girl, and her sweet demeanor could trick you into believing that she wasn't the same girl that was slaying intruders one by one, while balancing on the castle walls.