"I'm not going to be okay," Callias snapped. "I need you." He held him close, trying not to break apart. "I.. Please. There must be something I can do..." He abruptly got up, letting go of Lucien. He rushed to his office without a word. A few moments later he had sent a letter to England, saying that he requested Lucien to stay in France with him, but he would sent others in his place.
"I'm not considering anything," Abel snapped. "Are you insane? I'm just looking." Was he grouchy because he knew Gale was right but wished he wasn't? He didn't stand a chance with the princess, and he couldn't stand her anyways. And she could handle herself. She didn't need to be handled like she was fragile.



























