*Matilda*
“You offered Black Diamond to the Beta of Greywind?”
I barge into my uncle’s study with the question more a statement leading the way. While leaping out of his chair from behind his desk, he has the good graces to look abashed.
“He told you? He was supposed to keep it to himself.” He says sounding offended.
“Last night a situation developed which caused it to be known to me. Whatever were you thinking to make such an arrangement? Black Diamond belongs to me.” I tell him sternly.
His jacket is draped over a chair. He hitches his backside onto the edge of the desk, the buttons of his waistcoat straining to gain freedom. “I figured you would indulge my whim. You want your sister to be happy, don’t you?”
“You should have discussed it with me first. You didn’t because you knew I
