"Well, that was the plan," Julian said casually, as if discussing something as simple as weather. "Why create powerful daughters only to have them mate with lesser beings and dilute the bloodline? Better to keep everything concentrated, pure."
Seraphine stared at him for a long moment, processing this frank admission. Then slowly, her shock transformed into something else. That mischievous smile returned, spreading across her face, but now it carried a teasing edge.
"Father," she said, her voice taking on a tone that was somehow both innocent and absolutely not innocent at all, "are you saying you created me specifically so that one day you could... fill me with your seed?"
The crude words delivered in that sweet, almost questioning tone created an effect that made them even more provocative.
Julian's eyebrow rose, clearly amused by her boldness. "That's a rather direct way of putting it."
