"Noah," Justin called, and the man entered the room. From outside, he had witnessed everything.
"Yes, Mr. Harper."
"Bring something for her to eat," Justin ordered.
Noah left to carry out the order while Justin said to Meira, "Have a seat."
In response, she looked at him in shock. "Brother, are you really going to obey Grandpa?"
Justin looked at her for a moment and nodded.
Her face fell. "Well, no one can do anything in front of him. He’s scary."
Justin led her to sit on the chair around the coffee table in the room and sat facing her. His expressions were serious, as if he was ready to get down to business.
"Where do you live, if you don’t live here?" Justin asked.
"Umm... I’m not sure exactly where, but it’s a big house on the hillside," she answered.
"Since when have you been staying there?" he asked again, his gaze observing her actions and expressions.
"I’ve been living there always, as long as I can remember," she replied. "I’ve never stepped out of that place. I’m only allowed to move around that house and the huge garden it has. So many guards are always guarding that place that I can’t even sneak out."
"What do you do there all the time?" He asked, trying to gain more insight into her life.
"I read the books my teacher gives me—other than teaching me about the manners of high society people, which I hate to learn. Then I watch some programs on TV, spend time with my nanny—she’s the only person I can talk to. I sometimes enjoy gardening as well. Nothing special."
Though Aeldric had kept her captive in that home, he had made sure to provide her with basic things like education. Looking at her, Justin could tell she was well taken care of—she looked entirely healthy, and even her clothes were good quality.
The only thing she lacked was freedom. Spending eighteen years of life captive in the same place was not easy, especially when young people tend to be curious about the outside world.
She was basically a princess who was kept trapped by her own family.
Noah returned with a servant, who brought the meal for them. As the food was placed on the table, Justin observed her reactions, only to see she wasn’t excited to see those tasty dishes. That meant she wasn’t deprived of good quality food.
"You can eat," he said.
She hummed and looked at him. "And you?"
"You can start first," Justin said, but found her serving food into his dish as well.
"I always eat alone. It’s good to have a family to eat with," she commented innocently.
Justin couldn’t deny her request and finally lifted the spoon. He observed her eating, and she was doing it elegantly. The lessons in mannerism she had been taught had trained her well.
Justin tried his best to find any oddity about her, but he couldn’t. He still didn’t trust that Aeldric would let him see his sister so easily. But everything about her seemed genuine. She wasn’t faking it.
After the gathering was over and Aeldric had fulfilled his purpose of it, he retuned to Justin.
"Collin and I talked about your marriage. It will be held very soon. All you have to do is to appear for the wedding," Aeldric informed.
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