“Merely an observation.” “We are in negotiations for a Gold bride for one of our sons,” Blair said. “Our situation isn’t desperate and it has no bearing on these negotiations.” “I’ve heard that the Gold bride you’ve been wooing has many suitors to choose from. You have eight sons between you both, don’t you?” Ronan asked. “And a daughter,” Blair said. “What if I could provide a possible Gold bride for you?” “We would want a guarantee,” Irvin said. “No guarantee. The raising of a female Gold and, if one of your sons could convince her when she is of age, a marriage,” Ronan said. Amber wanted to ask where Ronan would get a young Gold female. Then she realised, she had two in her keeping. She wanted to tell him no. Wanted to bring an end to the negotiations. But she couldn’t, they had to maintain a united front. How long had he been planning this? Damn dragon couldn’t stop plotting and planning and keeping secrets from her. It was an effort to keep her expression neutral and her body relaxed.
