Elara's POV
“No!”
Sofia's screech ripped through the silence. She looked flustered, angry, untamed.
“She is nothing but a slut!” She growled. “A b***h with a fatherless child!”
Oh, Sophia… My lips pressed shut. For Lady Lucia, I'd sheath my sword.
“Enough, Sofia.” Marco didn't have to yell. The venom laced in his voice could be felt without being stung. “Nothing justifies bad behavior, nothing.”
“But…”
His hand shot upward, and she remained mute. It dropped, picking up the cutlery like nothing just happened.
“Let us try to make peace with my decision.”
“You know that's never going to…”
Slam!
The table vibrated beneath Marco's huge palm as he slammed it hard on the surface e, causing glassware to fly down, clattering as it broke.
“Sofia,” he stopped to catch himself fro
