章 85: Rifts

Lucas Moonstone followed his daughter down the hallway to her room. Skye had insisted on having their discussion in there, instead of his office. She wanted to be comfortable when she asked her father about her almost-wedding with Jacob Fowler.

Lucas had been in his daughter's room a total of five times in her life. Three times when she was a baby, once after the prince had supposedly died, and when Skye fought off Jacob. It was her private space, and he didn't feel the need to intrude upon her when she always had Peggy near.

Skye offered her father a seat on the small couch that faced the large window. They sat down next to each other, and allowed a heavy silence to fill the room. Several minutes had passed when Peggy came into the room with a bottle of whiskey for the lord, and a glass of watered wine for her lady.