“I will marry Madalynn.”

The young woman squealed upon hearing Ethan’s words, while I froze, looking at him in shock.

“However, my agreement has some conditions.”

A smile crept over Romero’s face, and nothing about the glimmer in his eye was tasteful.

“Go on…” Romero replied. “I am listening.”

I felt a heavy flow of anger and irritation coming off of Ethan through the packbond.

“I will not fulfill the marriage until after the war is ...