Vincent Delacroix crossed his arms, sporting a stern expression. “I can see that.”
“Night!” Noah kissed her cheek, waved goodbye to the headmaster, and sneaked away to his room.
Grace grinned at her grandpa and walked his way. Lacing her arms around his, she asked, “Why aren’t you in bed?”
“I was on the phone with the Minister of Defense. It seems the king wants to give medals to you and your friends for a job well done.”
“Medals?”
“It will be a small ceremony. It’s a great addition to your career to be acknowledged even before being an Elite Hunter.”
“I know, Grandpa.”
“We’ll tell the others tomorrow morning. I’m sure they’ll be excited.”
Grace faked a smile and laid her head on her grandpa’s shoulder while he accompanied her to her bedroom.
“Are you ready for your exams?”
She nodded.
“What about Noah?”
“We’ve been studying together. He’ll do fine.”
“We need to decide where you’ll be sleeping once you get mated. What about your parents’ bedroom? We can buy new furniture and keep all their belongings elsewhere. It’s time to give a new purpose to that room. I’m sure they would like you to move there with your mate.”
“I didn’t even think about that.”
Her grandpa frowned. “Were you thinking about moving to the attic?”
“It’s our favorite place, isn’t it?”
“The west wing is our family’s private quarters. I’ll take care of everything if you’re not in the mood to deal with it. I’m sure you have a lot more on your mind.”
“I’ll talk to Noah about it.”
Grace and the headmaster stopped in front of her bedroom door.
Vincent smiled at her and brushed her cheek. “My baby is all grown up.”
“I love you, Grandpa.”
“I love you, too, sweetie.”