- Come on, Rick. Look at me. I was always by his side.
Padraic's appeal was dramatic. It was inconceivable that Richard, now a grown man, would get involved with that kind of woman.
-She's nothing but a damned witch. Rotten blood in the veins. She is nothing more than a simple slut whore. Get a new girl, have fun or else... Use the damn girl like the whore she is. She quells the desire and fucks at will and then leaves her to go. Look at you.
Richard ran his hands through his hair, still nervous after the last argument.
-Damn it, Paddy. It doesn't help like that...- he complained with a lack of patience.
- Look at her. She has aged. Even in our society... she never lived among us. I can help you. Find someone in this damned city who would be willing to live with a slut like her. A woman who does not submit to her husband's authority? Worse than that. Or send the harlot into exile. Let everyone forget the damn thing.
Richard took a deep breath in disbelief.
-As? - managed to ask.
"I can easily get rid of a whore whore," he assured very seriously. She's not even a Christian, damn it. He is also certainly past the age to guarantee you, healthy children. Dry belly the harlot of the devil. Any decent man would disown a woman like that, you know? Have fun and choose a young woman. One that is attractive and beautiful. Someone who is presentable in front of society. Someone who at least has manners and knows how to dress. Certainly not some lowly, slutty privateer who must have already slept and warmed the bed of the entire crew of the Tomorrow Star.