She blinked weirdly, quirking her eyebrows at me. "What? Why glare so much? Have I said anything wrong?" She walked to the other end of the table, staring at the files on it. "I don't like when things are being done slowly. It makes me wonder if you're even interested in having an heir."

I still couldn't think of the right thing to do to her. Should I just get her arrested or something? Or, should I ask my men to get her killed? Or, should I kill her myself?

"In case—"

"That's enough." I tried to be as calm as possible. I hurried over to her, grabbed her arm,...