For a second Sheinna thought of screaming at him and insisting again that she would never marry anyone she did not love, especially such an old man as unattractive and repulsive as Sir Ewen.
Then she recalled that the Duke had a solution for her and himself and it would thus be a waste of breath.
She then put aside her bowl and in silence helped herself to one of the dishes on the sideboard.
The only habit in this house that echoed English manners was the way they helped themselves at breakfast, otherwise the servants waited on them at every meal.
“Now what I am planning,” her father was saying, “is that you should have a large number of bridesmaids in attendance on you, which will naturally please our relations and our neighbours.”
His voice was now quite pleasant as he rambled on,
