TWENTY-NINE
Brenna didn't release Bianca's arm until they'd reached the surface. "What are you thinking?" Brenna hissed.
Bianca folded her arms across her chest. "I'm thinking of my future. I don't know that man!"
"Who cares? Do you think our father would let you get to know a man if he promised you in marriage?"
Still Bianca didn't budge. "If he intended to use us to forge a marriage alliance, we wouldn't be here. We'd be in the women's palace still, under the queen's watchful eyes. He sent us here to become spinsters. He will never let us marry."
"So take your life in your own hands! Now you have a chance to make your own choices. To marry, have children. Don't you want children?" Brenna demanded. "Or do you want to have a succession of dogs that die too soon?" She swiped at her te
