Benjamin looked away from Roland, hiding the ticking of his jaw. Each and everyone of Emmah's messes was a slap to his face. He had asked her to be patient and wait for him. She had turned around, found new suitors, got herself pregnant, killed her stepmother and gone on the run.
The servants and the knights had enjoyed whispering and laughing at him when they thought he could not hear them. But how could he not hear them? There was nothing to do in this house turned prison than to listen to them talk about the world beyond the walls of his home.
"Firstly, nobody could have predicted that Emmah would become a murderer and secondly, I did not choose between. I just knew that everyone else would be saving our father and I was the only one interested in saving her. How could I have known that the knights would fail and father would end up stabbed and poisoned?" Benjamin defended himself with strength, bellowing. "Emmah screamed and I had only seconds to decide..."
