“No problem,” Archer replies. “I’ll put a remote detonation on it with a timer, so we can control exactly when it goes off. I can make it so that once it gets far enough away from the trigger, it automatically explodes, and I’ll give you the trigger, Ivy, so you know you’re perfectly safe until then.”
“Good.” I don’t like to show any nerves about having a bomb in my room until my father went away, but knowing there’s no way it can go off until he’s up in the air makes me feel a heck of a lot better about the plan.
“And you’re sure you’re happy to do this?” asks Declan. “I mean, I should be glad you’re taking on the lead role in assassinating your father and making amends for what you did for mine, but if you’re not comfortable, we’ll figure out another way.”
“I have a feeling that taking out the current Head of House is the Archaic way,” I tell him. “If anything, my father should be proud that I’m following in his footsteps.”
“Okay.” Declan nods slowly, satisfied.
“Well, now we’ve finished planning, Ivy, send a text to Lucas and let him know he can come pick you up. While we’re waiting for him to arrive, who’s for some champagne to celebrate?”
I tap out a message on my phone as Archer went to get the bottle of champagne. He pours out four flutes and passes them out.
“To Ivy, soon to be a single woman and Head of House Archaic!”
“To Ivy!”
We clink our glasses together. As I sip my champagne, I gaze round at the three men standing with me. I am so lucky to have them on my side. I’d be utterly lost without them.
There’s only one problem with the thought of being a single woman again. Which of these three would I choose? I love them all so much, I can’t imagine picking one over the others.
I put the thought aside for the moment. One day, that will be the worst of my problems and it isn’t a bad one to have. Many girls would be more than happy to have three gorgeous guys in love with them, and when the time comes, I’ll just have to follow my heart.
For now, we need to deal with my father once and for all.