The sound of Clinton's laughter echoed inside the room. Rosalind's lips twitched.
"I am not telling you anything," Clinton said. "What are you going to threaten me with?" he continued.
"Your father has left you here," Rosalind pointed out. "Without his support, you are alone. With no family or friends."
"Then kill me."
The man was challenging her, challenging them.
"I would rather not," Rosalind answered. She could feel the Duke's gaze on her, yet she chose to ignore it.
"Then go screw yourselves! You ruined our plans! You ruined Lonyth! You ruined everything! Do not expect anything from me!"
Rosalind's lips thinned. She was taken aback by the current outcome of her mere suspicions.
"The man wanted to die," Rosalind said. "He is not going to talk. He just wants us to kill him!" And then make the Duke look ruthless for killing someone from the Lonyth family.
"Elias... " Rosalind called out.
"Yes?" Elias immediately went inside again.
"Burn him."
"What?"
