Big disappointment.

"Catrin!" Idris froze, his expression shifting from disbelief to anger as Catrin's words echoed in the room. His fingers clenched into a fist as he tried to put some sense into his wife. "Have you lost your mind?" he asked, his voice rising, sharp and firm, in a way that was rare for him. He had never raised his voice at her before. "How can you even say such a thing? Are you threatening to disown her? How could you?" 

"I am not threatening her, Idris. I am simply giving her a choice," Catrin said, her tone unwavering. She turned to Arwen, her gaze sharp and full of certainty. "Wasn't she complaining that I never gave her the chance to choose? Well, here it is now."