Sadie POV
Silence. Chelsea looked nervous. My father looked stunned. He clearly hadn't anticipated such a question. But surely it was reasonable to ask? I had no qualms about marrying another race. A shifter, a friendly one whose human side I had yet to meet came to mind. Thorn could have the throne. I could leave. My father wouldn't have to be ashamed of a wingless daughter anymore. It was the perfect solution. Wasn't it? But my father's face was turning a bright crimson red and his anger was rising at the audacity of the question I'd asked. "How dare you ask me such a question" he roared as Chelsea sank back in the chair "Our bloodline stays as a faes bloodline. I will not allow you to mix it with another race. The very idea of it fills me with disgust" he snarled.
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