"James!" Lilian called for her husband as she stormed into their shared quarters. "You must speak to your daughter."
"Which one?" James answered.
"The only one who is recognised as a princess. Kiara," Lilian clarified, greatly annoyed that he thought of the others. "She is getting out of hand."
James sighed, sitting on the bed he wanted to sleep on peacefully. "Don't you find it ridiculous that you are coming to me to deal with a princess? I deal with matters of our sons and leave you to teach Kiara. Not that you need to do anything. She is well above her peers."
James didn't want to hear about Lilian's issues with Kiara.
"She toys with our sons-"
"That only tells me that they continue to run and cry to you. Something they must stop doing since they are old enough to marry. It is not right of all of you to keep ganging up on Kiara. You do it because I care for her. Do not think I have not noticed," said James.
