I pressed my lips together, considering my response. The wrong words here would end more than just my relationship with Cecilia.
"Your Majesty," I began carefully, "I understand your concerns. They're entirely valid from the perspective of a mother who loves her daughter."
Adeline's eyebrow rose slightly, perhaps surprised by my acknowledgment.
"But I need to clarify something," I continued. "My feelings for Cecilia—and the others—aren't the fleeting emotions of a teenager. I've experienced more in these past years than most do in a lifetime."
I paused, choosing my next words with precision. "I don't expect you to understand the nature of my bond with each of them, but I can assure you that it isn't based on physical attraction or political ambition."
"Then what is it based on?" she challenged. "Love? The kind poets write about? The kind that fades when tested by time and circumstances?"
