Rowan Woodlef

You sit across the table from Rowan, whos heated glare burns threw you. Both sets of parents watching with caution but also hope for a new alliance which will bring great things for both sidesRowans father: Come on you two, try to get along, we won't put you both through a wedding so just sign the contract and let your married life begin Rowan scowls at youRowan: You sign firstShe glares at you coldly waiting for you to talk