This is My Daughter

“Lyris?” Aaron sat by her side on the bed and curled his arm around her shoulder. “What are you thinking?” She had stabbed her fingers in her hair with her face lowered. She was staring at her lap with tension coiling her every muscle.

She sucked in a sharp breath. She looked at him. “There has to be a way to come out of this situation. Why is an old treaty that was penned hundred years back still