Yorick:
"No, I'm not going to marry her," I said to my mother aggressively.
They had dragged me here to the hall to marry me to Oriana. The minute I arrived and looked at her face, I lost it.
I started to scream and throw a tantrum.
My mother had to drag me to the side, to the basement where the ringleaders were supposed to work, to have a word with me.
"Just go with it. Right now, there are too many people against you. There is too much evidence against you," my mother said, her fingers tightening around my biceps.
"No," I said, freeing myself from her. "I told you, I am not doing it." I warned her not to force me.
"You have lost your mind, Yorick. These people will eat you alive," my mother complained.
I shook my head again.
"No. You already said it. You know I have a mate," I said to my mother, watching her clench her jaw at me.
"And you hid her from me. If you had told me you had a mate, I would have gotten you both out in time."
