Lilian looked out the window of the carriage soldiers forced into her. She hadn't said a word since they stormed her father's home, brutally killing him before her eyes and dragging her out to return to the palace.
She was worried about her children. James should not have listened to Kiara and sent her from the palace. She couldn't trust James to protect her children.
'Are they safe?' Lilian wondered, having a bad feeling she tried hard to ignore.
Lilian didn't love anyone more than she loved her children. She was concerned about Kiara being surrounded by so many men even though Kiara had turned on her. Kiara was still her daughter so Lilian would have love in her heart for Kiara.
Lilian was most concerned for Henry. Would they be so kind as to spare Henry and just kill James?
"My son," Lilian touched her chest.
She could accept James's death but not her son.
