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Small victories win the battle, Nikolai.
Letting out a sigh, I head to my own suite so I can shower and get to work. I’ve stationed an extra guard in the security room to keep watch over Abigail. He’s to notify me if she doesn’t order food or go to the dining hall and if he sees anything out of the ordinary.
When I’m freshly showered and ready for the day, I stop by the security room to notify Karlin that Abigail will be painting in the garden today.
I’m walking to the studio when Uncle Carson calls out, “Come to my office.”
Popping my head into the studio where the third-year attendees are, I order the cartel members, “Continue sparring for the rest of the lesson.”
When I walk into my uncle’s office, he instantly smiles at me. “I have good news.”
I take a seat opposite his deck, raising an eyebrow, “Yeah?”
“I found a replacement for the combat instructor position.”
I’ve waited to hear the words from him, but now I worry about leaving Abigail here. “Who.”
“Hey, brother,” I hear the familiar voice behind me, and surprised, I glance over my shoulder at my sister.
“Hey.” I rise from the chair and give her a hug. “What are you doing here?”
Inna lets out a chuckle. “I’m the replacement.”
My eyebrows raise. “You are?” Keeping a hand on her shoulder, I ask, “Why didn’t you tell me you were considering the position?”
Inna shrugs. “Sergei and I wanted to be sure it’s the right thing for the children.”
Wow. It’s seldom I’m caught by surprise.
“And before you ask,” Uncle Carson chuckles. “I did not strong-arm her into the decision.”
Moving my hand to my sister’s back, I nudge her toward a chair. Once we’re both seated, I stare at her and ask, “Are you sure? The attendees are nothing but an aggravation.”
A burst of laughter escapes her. “I’m the one who was blessed with patience. Unlike you.”
Right. Inna is the complete opposite of me.
She gives me a reassuring smile. “The kids will love it here, and they’ll get the training they need to take over the business once we retire.”
True.
I nod. “As long as you’re happy, I’ll support your decision.”
“I’ll still help with the family business,” she says.
Taking a deep breath, I smile at my sister and uncle before asking, “When is Inna starting?”
“In two weeks,” she answers. “Then you’re free to go home.”
I have two weeks left with Abigail. Fuck.
Nodding, I ask, “Are the children here?”
Inna shakes her head. “They’re at home with Sergei.” She stands up, and I quickly rise to my feet. My sister presses a kiss to my cheek. “My flight is waiting.”
“Thank you for coming, Inna,” our uncle says. “We can’t wait for you to join the St. Monarch’s family. I’ll have a family suite readied for you.”
My sister smiles brightly. “I’ll see you in two weeks.” Then she turns her attention to me. “Don’t kill any of the attendees during your last two weeks.”
