My father held my gaze, his eyes full of pain and self-blame. "Catherine, you have never shamed us. Knowing what kind of man he is and still forcing our daughter to swallow it and finish the bond, that would be the shame."My mother held me tight and said softly, "Your father is right, Catherine. If a bond is wrong for you, you don't seal it. We will always stand behind you."With my parents comforting me, I finally broke down and sobbed.Back in my room I shoved the message stone into the bedside drawer, wrapped myself in the covers, and fell into a deep sleep.A dream jolted me awake in the middle of the night, and I went downstairs for water.A small lamp was still burning in the hall outside the bedchambers.My father was sitting at the long table.His head was down, and he was mending the crumpled blessing scroll with fine gold thread, a little at a time.When he saw me, he hurried to hide it behind his back. "Catherine, did I wake you?"I walked over slowly and took the scroll fr
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