“Caria isn’t leaving her door open to me.” “Then take a concubine,” Miles said. “Blight it, Sextus, you need to relax and the Realm needs an heir.” The First Lord grimaced. “No. I may have ill-used Caria, but I’ll not shame her by taking another lover.” “Then lace her wine with aphrodin and split her like a bloody plow, man.”
Cheating, drugging, rape....what fun
