I looked at my mother she angry looked away from me. Soren might be right there was more for her here then just ‘unworthiness’ she was always good at playing the games of the court. I walk to her grabbing her hand kissing it gently “mother!” I said sternly. She finally looked me in the eyes “you and father would be foolish to push this any harder.”
Soren mined linked me again ‘this might be blackmail or maybe some sort of deal with the Bishop family? What do the Bishops own? Oil could be part of it. I bet it’s something bigger, support of some kind.’ His thought dwindled in my mind it’s wasn’t blackmail. My mother was too cautious for that “mother, you will not get your way in this. It’s better to give this up” I stayed to her gently.
She frowned “this is for your future. The future o
