After a while. "You intend to make her your wife?"
"Only if she agrees."
A pause. "And if she refuses?"
He hated Carlisle. Why asked such a negative question? To push him away? He scoffed. His heart was set on the beautiful blond lady the moment they walked into his courtroom. How glad he had been when Carlisle told of his interest in the other sister.
"Would you force her if she refuses?"
He would not. "Brand had better prepare himself for the throne."
Surprise flitted across Carlisle's face and Brand choked. He did not give a single mind.
"Surely, brother, you are in jest." Brand said, wiping his mouth. "For a woman, are you considering the possibility of not bearing sons? Of not bearing heirs?"
He turned to his brother. "The future is uncertain."
