"Fiona is quite ready," Veronica said. "She has prepared for this for months." "Has she?" Mr. Salvatore question. It was the first thing he'd said since we sat down, and he didn't even look at Veronica when he said it. We were lined up on one side of the desk, like a job interview. He hadn't sat. He stood behind the wood with both hands flat on it, the afternoon light behind him, so I couldn't read his face. "The Ashcroft bloodline and your family have stood together for a long time," Veronica went on. "The alliance has kept the peace for a generation. This marriage seals it." "A generation of peace," Richard added, to the carpet. "I'm aware," said Mr. Salvatore. "Then you'll appreciate that Fiona understands what is expected of her." Under the desk, I pressed my thumbnail into my palm. *Say less,* I told myself. *Let the silence run.* "The ceremony will be private," Mr. Salvatore said. "Naturally." "She will live here." "Of course." "She will not leave the grounds." "Of
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