Claire’s POV
The next day, George decided to consent to a blood test. A healer was brought straight to the palace, and the blood was drawn as George and I sat near each other in the sitting room.
“The results will take a few days,” the healer said. “We will move it along as quickly as we can.”
“Please take your time to ensure accuracy,” the King replied. “That is most vital.” He looked at me. “Until we receive the results, you, your children, and Gideon are welcome guests in my home.”
“Thank you,” I told him, even as I recognized the underlying threat. Once the results returned, if I wasn’t his true daughter, I was sure our reception would be less glamorous. I wondered if he and Victoria would give us time to pack or things before they would cast us out. Though that would still be pre
