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Book Three: The Prophet
Theysayyourdaughter’sademon,thatotherchildrenrefusetoplaywithher,thatshe’s—”
“Shehassolittleincommonwiththeotherchildren,”Jessicasaid.“She’snodemon.It’sjustthe—”
“Ofcourseshe’snot!”
JessicafoundherselfsurprisedatthevehemenceinHarah’stone,glanceddownatAlia.Thechildappearedlostinthought,radiatingasenseof...waiting.
JessicareturnedherattentiontoHarah.
“Irespectthefactthatyou’reamemberofmyson’shousehold,”Jessicasaid.(Aliastirredagainstherhand.)“Youmayspeakopenlywithmeofwhatever’stroublingyou.”
“Iwillnotbeamemberofyourson’shouseholdmuchlonger,”Harahsaid.
“I’vewaitedthislongforthesakeofmysons,thespecialtrainingtheyreceiveasthechildrenofUsul.It’slittleenoughIcouldgivethemsinceit’sknownIdon’tshareyourson’sbed.”
AgainAliastirredbesideher,half-sleeping,warm.
“You’dhavemadeagoodcompanionformyson,though,”Jessicasaid.Andsheaddedtoherselfbecausesuchthoughtswereeverwithher:Companion...
notawife.Jessica’sthoughtswentthenstraighttothecenter,tothepangthatcamefromthecommontalkinthesietchthatherson’scompanionshipwithChanihadbecomeapermanentthing,themarriage.
IloveChani,Jessicathought,butsheremindedherselfthatlovemighthavetostepasideforroyalnecessity.Royalmarriageshadotherreasonsthanlove.
“YouthinkIdon’tknowwhatyouplanforyourson?”Harahasked.
“Whatdoyoumean?”Jessicademanded.
