"No one trusts you, do they?" she said, in a low and deliberate voice. "That's why you are here, sitting in the dark with a half-conscious prisoner. You think you are important, but you are nothing more than a disposable pawn. You would never know the secrets your family share with your sister. You have enough brains to be useful, not enough to be trusted."
"You're only sent to clean up after them. They wouldn't even tell you everything, would they? You are always the last to know. You always pretend you are in control, when deep down, even you know you are not."
His eyes darkened instantly, his hands curled into a fist as he hissed.
"Shut your mouth you damned woman! You have been thrown out of your manor the moment your husband died! And you are telling me my position, speak all you want. But you would be the biggest pawn in our hands by tonight." Oriana bit her lips. She tried to speak more but he only laughed and knocked on the window.
