“Walk with me, my child.” James extended his arm to Juliah. She took it and he lead her out of the palace. They were outside in the garden before he spoke again. “Have you given any thought to if you fall in love with this man?” Juliah’s heart froze in her chest. The thought of love never crossed her mind. James patted her hand. “I’m not saying to not fall for this man. I’m saying you are human and it could happen.”
She stopped suddenly causing James to stop, “was mom a sex slave?”
James blushed, softly smiling. “No.”
“The only thoughts I’ve given toward love is Orion and that I don’t want what he’s got. Floria hates him. It wouldn’t surprise me one bit if she wouldn’t try to kill him someday.
James locked that comment in his heart.
“Is there a way to get him out of this?”
“None,” came James’ heavy sigh.
“Speculate with me, please.”
“What would be the point?”
“Dad, we have to help him. We have to get him out of this marriage.”
“My child, I want what is best for both of my children. Don’t you think if there was a way, I’d found it by now?”
She kissed him on the cheek, “yes, father.”
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