To Julius Schneider, this felt no different from a child's refusal to listen.
It was unfortunate, truly.
The thought of having to cut down the daughter of someone he once called a friend was not something he could easily digest.
And yet, the situation had already gone beyond sentiment.
In truth, Julius had never intended to tell her who he was.
There had been no reason to. The child from that day had likely forgotten him, and for the most part, he had been right. Margaret had not recognized him, not until he chose to reveal it himself.
It was only natural. Too much time had passed, and far too much had happened since then. The girl back then, with tear-filled eyes, had lived through the harsh reality that would have far more impact than a passing encounter.
Back then, she had not even known he was an Admiral.
There was no reason for her to remember.
Julius exhaled a breath.
He had also chosen not to tell her something else.
