I swallowed and shivered but answered, “I will.”
* * * *
My uncle had visited us a few days before. He and Robert traded barbs for a while, leaving me exasperated, but finally Uncle James sketched out his plan. He knew above all things Father wanted Garrick to wed the bluest blood in Europe. As a way to get Father out of the house, my uncle would have a friend of his who worked at the Lichtenstein consulate dangle the lure of the hereditary princesses before my father.
“Is this a definite go?” Robert asked.
“It should be. Once I speak to my…associate, I’ll be back in touch, and we’ll get things moving.”
“Why do we have to wait for your associate?”