More Complicated

“A man with golden eyes?” Garrick’s brows drew together as he listened to her.

“That’s what my grandmother told me,” Maeve said. “A man with golden eyes appeared in my father’s study years ago. He spoke to him about me.”

Garrick leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping lightly against the table. He didn’t respond right away, his expression shifting as he considered her words. “If that’s true,