Later that afternoon as they loaded supplies to return to Earth, Juliette paused, her head tilting to the side. “I just remembered something.”
Torrin stopped midstride, a blank look stealing across his face. “Sorry princess, it’s too late to change your mind now.”
“What?” she asked, scrunching up her nose in confusion. “Sometimes you make no sense.”
“Okay,” he said warily. “Then what, exactly, have you remembered?”
“You said you couldn’t be king if your father wasn’t dead. What did you mean by that?”
“Oh. Well, it’s just that my mother said he stayed on Lumeria to fight.”
“I know. I’m so sorry,” she said, her heart squeezing painfully.
“Well, he couldn’t have died there.”
“What do you mean? You weren’t even born yet. How could you know that?”
Torrin took a deep breath, then began
