Princess Lyland is as clingy as her brother. Well, she does not insist on touching me, at least.
But she spends a lot of time with me. She doesn't let me stay alone for long when Alexander is away.
At some point, she even asked to touch my belly. I couldn't refute her, so I had to endure her light hand caressing my stomach with curiosity.
«It's a miracle, isn't it?» she asks, widening her eyes. «A new life!»
«Yes, it is,» I chuckle.
«Aren't you scared?»
«It's a bit late for that,» I point out. I should have considered being afraid before. What's done is done.
«You might hate my brother for what he's done, but trust me... He only wanted you to be safe.»
«I know.»
«He didn't want to force you to be his wife; that was not his idea.»
«I know, your highness.»
