Chapter 93

“So, his dislike of me contradicts even that. Screwing with Colton’s choice even before me. I swear, I wish I knew why he was so against me. It can’t just be because of the home and losing my family.” I exhale, grabbing at the grass in exasperation and yanking out some more stems before watching them blow from through my fingers on the wind. Set free, roots severed, to find their own path, wherever the wind blew them, and it stirs something in my head. “The man is all about honor and power; it’s totally about you being one of the unwanted. It’s like a black mark on his bloodline to accept the Fates bonded one so unworthy of his only son. He’s obsessed. I don’t think he’s all there, you know, since the wars, a little loco if you ask me.” She points at her temple and rotates in a circle, leaning up further to gaze at me with crossed eyes, jesting that he’s crazy, but it doesn’t bring any lightness to the conversation. “I hate him. Even if he is mentally unwell, he’s the reason nothing in