"Excuse me?" I said as a frown twisted on my face.
"This is for the best, son. No one will question this if it's done this way," she said, taking a sip from her tea.
She was willing to let her marry Damon, even though she was strongly opposed to a human marriage to the Balthar family. Damon was still an insignificant child to her.
I uncrossed my legs, resting my arms on the table, pinning her with a dark look.
"And you expect me to adhere to your wishes, solely because the son you never cared for came with an offer?"
"An offer that will save this family!"
"You mean your legacy? Are you so obsessed with keeping a pure bloodline that it doesn't disgust you for once that my brother has eyes for my wife? Where are your morals?"
"Morals?" she uttered scornfully. "Where was yours when you decided to keep a human in your bed and ruin this family? At least be grateful I let her stay!"
"You loved Father, didn't you?"
An emotion stormed her eyes, and she muttered. "Always..."
