The Princes of Ravenwood
I winked.
We walked into the library and found my brothers both waiting for us. They were leaning on the counter, talking to Mrs. Calhoun, charming them as only a Frost can charm. The older woman was giggling like a schoolgirl at something Forrest said. “Mister Frost, you are too much. Just like your grandfather,” she scolded. “Oh, you know our grandfather?” I chimed in as we walked up.
Their attention all turned to Riko and me, my brothers smiling at Riko while Mrs. Calhoun just smiled in general. “Well, now all three of you in one place? I smell trouble,” she chuckled. “Just like your grandfather and his brothers,” she added.