Ana felt the blood drained from her head. Her eyes were so wide that it could suck in all the light of the carriage.
"What do you intend to do with him?"
"You married for your love. It is only fair that he would have a chance too." She felt a stab of rage cutting her and bleeding.
"So it was all an act. This sweet conversation, these soft touches and benevolent promises. You wanted my guards down so that I could manipulate my brother and sell him off for your plans. Plan! What are those plans.. You claim that you have been fighting for ages, but what have you got?" she shook, her eyes bore daggers and she threw them without mercy.
