“Don’t you want to know what I will do?” he asked.
“Not to the point of letting you sleep here.”
“Even when it has much to do with you?” he asked and watched her consider his words, “You seem to forget that you are married to me. I don’t feel that we are much of partners, why would I tell you what I am planning?” he asked.
“You wish that I submit myself to you? You cannot request that of me.” she said.
“Do you understand why we married, Amie?” he asked and she noticed he was no more smiling. The cold look in his eyes scared her slightly.
“For my brother’s name.”
“And who gave him that name?” he asked, approaching her.
“Lady Wickshire.”
“You exist in her bubble, dear wife. If you leave it, you will become useless.” he said
“Are you threatening me to go to bed with you?” she asked and he sighed slightly and approached her till she was trapped between himself and the desk.