When I was just a baby, my father knew that Gloriana did not love him, and he did not love her. In fact, sometime before I was conceived, she had told him that love, and affection were characteristics of the weak.
They were not things she had ever bargained for when she entered into a Marriage Contract with him. My father had been a completely unattached man, with no family to ever offer a counter opinion, or require a portion of his time or energy.
She said he was someone with a pleasant disposition, and it pleased her that he was physically attractive. But most importantly, he was someone that seemed pliable to her, so she pursued him.
In the beginning, when they first met, my father had been awestruck by Gloriana’s family connections; she was a Golden and her father sat at the head o
