Re: Mik and Ophelia
Ophelia would be expected to support those who served. She doubted a young girl like her would ever be asked to truly serve, but she would do what was expected. It was something she had always done to some degree, though typically it was not looked upon kindly by anyone but those closest to her. She absently traced a circle on the table before looking up at him.
"There's conflict in you. Something you're told that you don't want." Her eyes raised to his. "You are heir to your family. A strong and able heir. Choose the path you want." Because if her brother could have that choice it could set a precedent for the males in the generation.