Page 38 of My Pleasure

“Because fake uncle said I didn’t have any, like you.” He pointed to Nicol. “He said hers was barely there and wasn’t worth mentioning.”

Brennus crossed his arms. “We won’t get approval for his Tribunal, but there are other ways.”

Kiera felt a surge of satisfaction. Her uncle would pay for what he had done to her brother and sister, even if it wasn’t, exactly, legal.

“Let’s head out. We have a little over an hour to pick up some things before dinner,” Hunter said, holding out a hand to Kiera.

Kiera took Hunter’s hand then reached for Keran with her other. “Ready?”

Keran looked to Brennus. “We can come back, right?”

Brennus nodded. “You can come here whenever you want. I will take you around to shops myself, so you can surprise your sisters.”

Keran put the bracelet in his pocket. Then took her hand. “Okay, let’s go.”

*****

Kiera watched as a wrinkle-faced fae fussed over the kids. Keran was checking out his new clothes in the large mirror and Nicol looked like a princess in her tiny fae robe.

“He doesn’t live after this,” she said, softly.

“That was never a question,” Hunter replied, watching them with a soft expression.

“I want to know why.”

“Then I will take time with him, to find out why.”

“Never again.”

“I swear to you, never again.”

“Can we find out about the trust?”

“I know exactly who to ask.”

She turned so she could bury her face in his chest. “Thank you.”

“Of course,” he said, holding her close. “I will take care of your uncle, so that you and your brother and sister can concentrate on your new lives.”

“Kiera look!” Keran said, showing off his pants and short sleeve shirt. “Baba says the over shirt can be added if it gets cold, but since it’s warmer back home, she thinks the short sleeves will work better.”

“I think you look amazing. Is it comfortable?”

He nodded and put the over shirt on. “Very! Look, the sleeves fit,” he said, pulling them around his wrists.

“Dad! Do you like my dress?” Nicol asked, running over.

“You look like an angel, spin around for me,” he encouraged.

She spun so her skirt flared out. The golden fabric, glittered in the light.

“You take my breath away.”

Nicol blushed. “Thank you, Dad.”

Baba walked over and handed Kiera a small stack. “This should get you through tonight. Come back later when you have more time. I have different styles now, including pants.”

Kiera took the stack gratefully. “Thank you, I’m sure it will be perfect.”