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“
Of
course
she
’
s
not
!
”
Jessica
found
herself
surprised
at
the
vehemence
in
Harah
’
s
tone
,
glanced
down
at
Alia
.
The
child
appeared
lost
in
thought
,
radiating
a
sense
of
.
.
.
waiting
.
Jessica
returned
her
attention
to
Harah
.
“
I
respect
the
fact
that
you
’
re
a
member
of
my
son
’
s
household
,
”
Jessica
said
.
(
Alia
stirred
against
her
hand
.
)
“
You
may
speak
openly
with
me
of
whatever
’
s
troubling
you
.
”
“
I
will
not
be
a
member
of
your
son
’
s
household
much
longer
,
”
Harah
said
.
“
I
’
ve
waited
this
long
for
the
sake
of
my
sons
,
the
special
training
they
receive
as
the
children
of
Usul
.
It
’
s
little
enough
I
could
give
them
since
it
’
s
known
I
don
’
t
share
your
son
’
s
bed
.
”
Again
Alia
stirred
beside
her
,
half
-
sleeping
,
warm
.
“
You
’
d
have
made
a
good
companion
for
my
son
,
though
,
”
Jessica
said
.
And
she
added
to
herself
because
such
thoughts
were
ever
with
her
:
Companion
.
.
.
not
a
wife
.
Jessica
’
s
thoughts
went
then
straight
to
the
center
,
to
the
pang
that
came
from
the
common
talk
in
the
sietch
that
her
son
’
s
companionship
with
Chani
had
become
a
permanent
thing
,
the
marriage
.
I
love
Chani
,
Jessica
thought
,
but
she
reminded
herself
that
love
might
have
to
step
aside
for
royal
necessity
.
Royal
marriages
had
other
reasons
than
love
.
