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“Well, I will be seeing them in two months.”
The king frowned. “What? Why?”
She paused and looked at him. “Because you said you would send me home for birthdays.” Her words came out slowly. “That is when Penny’s birthday is.”
“How many people are in your family, in total?”
“Fifteen.”
“Perhaps we can bring them here.” Reynaldo smiled.
“Uh, six of the kids are still in foster care. This isn’t the kind of thing they get authorization to leave their state for.”
Syar smiled. “Over dinner, you need to tell me how foster care works.”
She shrugged. “It isn’t that complicated. They just remove kids from homes and attempt to keep them in safe places until they become adults.”
“I still want to know how it worked for you.”
“It did. I made it out alive.” She smiled.
They pulled up to a large house, and Reynaldo got out first and took her hand in his before Syar stepped down and walked casually up the stairs. Ven hesitated. “Uh, my stuff.”
Reynaldo said firmly, “It will be brought in and put in your room.”
She nodded and walked to keep step with him.
She would be better once she had her bearings. There was nothing familiar about this place except for the air. There was something in the air that was familiar.
Chapter Three
The house was large, it was cool, and there were people bustling around. Syar greeted them all by name, and a few of the women and men walking with what appeared to be bedding paused and stared at Ven as she continued to walk behind Syar.
Ven saw a huge room with a polished floor, and her fingers itched to put on headphones and stretch. Maybe dance. It had been such a relief to get her pointe shoes after years of practice that she now wanted to wear them every chance she got. They would only last four or five more sessions, but she wanted to have that time with free movement. It was hell on her feet, but she healed fast.
She looked back and had to hustle to catch up with Reynaldo. He looked at her curiously and smiled. “We are just going to his office.”
“Oh. Uh, why?”
He chuckled. “The contract has to be notarized. It will act as your temporary visa for the next year.”
“Oh, so we are going to the notary?”
“Syar can authorize it.”
She felt like an idiot. She was getting smaller with every step. She owned two businesses, lived on her own, and here, she felt like a teen on her first trip away from home.
Ven followed them into the office, and Reynaldo closed the door behind her. He removed the contract from his coat jacket pocket and handed Syar the paper.
Syar flipped through it and read the clause about her travelling for family birthdays. He huffed and nodded. “There it is.”
She watched as he took a red sticker and a notary seal and sealed the area next to the signatures, signing over top of it. He opened a safe and put the contract in.
He smiled. “Now, let’s get out of the suffocating clothing and into something more comfy.”
Syar smiled. “Don’t worry, Venetia, the clothing here is pretty adaptable to different sizes. I got some stuff for you. Ford got your sizes.”
She blinked. “When?”
