Castor knew his sister very well. He knew that Dove would not suddenly decide to have her birthday outside. There must be an ulterior motive. After giving it some good thought, he could only think of one reason.
Asher Crawford.
It was just as he had thought. When Dove heard Castor's comment, a faint red streaked across her face.
It seemed like Dove had already made her decision.
Castor did not know how he should tell Dove to stop. For years, there had been plenty of people seeking her hand in marriage, but Dove had never fallen for anyone.
When she finally encountered someone that she desired, it turned out to be the Crawfords' scion from the Capital City. Castor was not sure if he should be happy for her, or if he should be worried about her.
"Do you think he'll come if I invite hi
