“Of course, I do. I was taught to love all beings. I even love you, Jules,” Gage smiled, deliberately misunderstanding the meaning of Jules’s question.
Jules stopped just outside the doorway to the vast room full of data, so much more than any one being could consume in a lifetime. He put his arm out to still his friend.
“Does she stir your heart? Do you have thoughts that never seem to stray very far from her? Do you imagine yourself with her twenty, thirty years into the future? Do you see your children in her eyes? Would you… die for her?” Jules had removed his shields in the darkened corridor and now peered intently at Gage. The Prophecy’s answer would give him much information, especially concerning his own future.
It wasn’t that Jules asked the questions that bothered Gage. It was
