“I asked you a question,” she growled, glaring down her nose at him and I swear I got a semi for her right there and then. “I called him a-a nothing scum,” Jim forced out. “He is more than you will ever be,” she hissed. “And if you speak to him like that again, I will have you cast out of The Burrows, do you understand me?” “Y-yes, Lady Gwendalina.” “My name is Darcy,” she snarled then grabbed my hand and stepped over him, towing me away from them while I stared at her with my pulse thrashing.
