Bastard.
A string of curses drifted through her head, none of which left her mouth. Lina glowered at her Uncle with sheer hatred. She wished a hole would open up and swallow him whole. How could he have not consulted her when making such a horrible decision?
Lina opened her lips, but closed them. She needed a minute to breathe. Or else, she was going to curse him, his ancestors, and his entire livelihood. Once she had a slippery grasp of her sanity, she cleared her throat.
"Did you publicly announce this yet?" Lina demanded, trying her hardest to keep her emotions in control. But all she wanted to do was chuck a glass of water at him.
William was impressed. He expected her to throw a slur of insults at him, all of which he'd accept for making this decision for her. He did it for her sake. His intentions were in the right place, but his mind was not.
