Seeing Eltanin's rudeness, Alkaris closed his eyes for a moment and waited for his anger to pass. Why was his son so averse to marriage and what was it that made him blow his lid off? Alrakis got up and excused himself to go after his son.
Morava's temper was rising like a volcano. She fisted her hands till her knuckles were white and was shaking with rage. "Father, I think—"
"I think he is right," Biham added immediately. "We arrived yesterday and you have to give him time. You can't push King Eltanin to marry you in one day."
"But father, he insulted me and you."
