"Calm down, Meredith. You shouldn't act this way. Think of the baby," Alex said, trying to reason with his wife.
"Calm down, you say?" Meredith shot back, glaring at him.
The knight instinctively took a step back. This was dangerous territory. He had never seen her this furious.
"How am I supposed to calm down when everyone is preparing to bring Lady Raychard back, while you and Sir Brooks are being left behind?" Her voice rose sharply.
She hardly sounded like herself. The knowledge that neither of the two knights would be sailing to Semeta had overwhelmed her, emotions spilling over without restraint.
"Lady Jarr is right!" Emily added heatedly. "Both of you are high-ranking knights and His Highness's most trusted men. How could you not be chosen? This is unfair!"
"Emily—" Noah began, attempting to interject.
But standing beside Meredith, she turned the same sharp glare on her husband, making the knight promptly shut his mouth.
