Feast

Ariadne should have wondered what Yhoemes Zeujor could have done or committed or even refused to do to provoke such violent feelings. But as she could see that he was an uncompromising man, implacable to the point of cruelty, nothing should surprise her anymore. And the retorts that he was going to say to the newcomer were not going to take long to prove her right

- Ah Pedro, I see that you arrived with your mother. My father is late, but of course you can't know that, let alone your mother of course. In fact how are you Tia Isabella, he asked turning to her a sardonic smile to the lips.

- Fine until I see you!

- Ah, and one wonders why some men choose to leave certain women. Even with all these beautiful jewels, they remain human beings with their defects. But alas, they never come to understand that class cannot be bought, let alone a man's heart. But you should know that more than anyone else, dear aunt.

- Don't call me that, bastardo!