In return, the Sterling family could leverage the Sheridan empire's immense influence to expand into Docksy, and potentially onto the global stage.
Once she thought it through, Yvaine offered a soft smile. "Mr. Sheridan, I am completely free the day after tomorrow."
Getting married was perfectly fine.
Silas nodded.
The food arrived. They chatted casually while they ate.
Out of nowhere, Silas asked, "Do couples in Brenok like to lead separate lives after marriage? He cages a songbird in gold, you keep a young pup?"
Yvaine choked slightly. "...Excuse me?"
Well... She wanted to deny it, but it was an open secret that many elite couples operated exactly like that. They played the field independently and stayed out of each other's way, as long as the scandals never hit the front page.
Silas looked at her dead in the eye. "I don't do that. When I get married, I intend to have a completely normal marriage and have children."
Yvaine was struck speechless.
Great. Ten minutes into their first meeting, and they had gone from a legal union straight to making babies.
"As you know, the media in Docksy is absolutely ruthless. If you were actually caught keeping a pet boy, they would dig everything up. They... use very bold, humiliating language in the tabloids," Silas warned her.
Yvaine couldn't help but laugh lightly. She nodded. "I'm aware. Don't worry, Mr. Sheridan, I don't want a pet boy."
Silas studied her. "...So you'd prefer an older man?"
Yvaine sighed. "...I don't keep ‘pets’ at all."
Silas nodded smoothly. "And I don't keep ‘pet birds.’"
Yvaine nodded.
Looking at Silas, she figured they had officially reached a consensus.
A business marriage, legal paperwork the day after tomorrow, a normal domestic life, kids—she wouldn't keep a boy toy, and he wouldn't keep a mistress.
Thinking about the sheer absurdity of the conversation, Yvaine looked down and let out a quiet smile. For some reason, she found Silas deeply intriguing.
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After dinner, they parted ways.
Yvaine headed home. Hester and Lucius were lounging on the living room sofa, watching TV. When Yvaine walked in, they immediately asked, "How was the date?"
Yvaine looked at her mother. "Mom, I need my birth certificate."
Hester looked confused. "Why do you need your birth certificate?"

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