Christina's pov
I folded my arms across my chest the moment the door was shut by my father. It was just me and Marcel now, and I wasn't feeling too pleased with him.
"You barely gave us 5 minutes," I accused.
"Please," he replied with a smile and my frown deepened. "It's been 10 minutes."
"Still, that's not fair! I haven't seen him in months, and you think 10 minutes is enough for a reunion?"
"You'll be able to talk with him at length any other day you see him here," he replied, taking a step closer. "You have to prepare yourself for a public address as the Luna, and that cannot wait."
"This is not fair!" I said, raising my voice a bit. "And my sisters, who you won't let me see either, he's the only one I have left. Since I never met my mother and there's no chance of me knowing her,
