James sighed.
"I'd never give you up if I didn't have a choice."
He sat down next to her. He pulled her into his arms.
"and you didn't screw up. my mother is not as strict, or harsh, as you make her out to be. She just worried about me never marrying, or having children of my own. THAT is her biggest concern...not having grandchildren."
He kept her in his embrace as a tear ran down his cheek and landed on her dress.







Elizabeth sighed.
Emma shook her head and grabbed a glass of the strongest blood-wine.