"Don't you think you went too far?" Arwen asked as she sat in front of William.
"No," William replied. "I can always do something worse."
Arwen sighed as she sipped the tea that Charmaine had prepared for her. They were currently inside Arwen's personal villa within the Sacred Grove. This was where she stayed whenever she wasn't doing her duties as the Saintess of the World Tree.
"Did you already have this idea in mind when you talked to your father earlier?"
"No. Actually, this was father's idea. I even tried to convince him that this wasn't the best course of action, but he insisted on doing it. It's not my fault."
"That damn bastard!" Arwen angrily slapped the armrest of her chair. "I'm going to give him a good nagging later!"
"Yes. Please, give him a good nagging. He actually dared to think of such a diabolical scheme? I couldn't even think of something this vile. Mother, it's all father's fault."
