The accusation hit Ryan like a punch, leaving him momentarily speechless. "What are you talking about?" he asked, his voice slightly faltering. "I think you are misunderstanding something."
Catrin's gaze became sharp for a moment as she shook her head. "You know what I am talking about, Ryan," she said. "And no, I am not misunderstanding anything. While you are here, assuring about your feelings for Arwen, you are somewhere still entangled with Delyth day and night, haven't you?"
She asked, but it wasn't a confirmation she sought in response. Her tone was more bent to let him know that she wasn't unaware of the things happening around her. "Ryan, I might have chosen you for Arwen, but know that Arwen is my daughter and I would never force her to be a man who can't even offer him loyalty."
