Oscar Wild’s Neglect
"Rose is pregnant," says Oscar, his face showing novel lines of weariness. His brows were creased into a worried scowl; he looked worn-out and restless—this was the fat slob who had his fair share of women in his tavern and the man who neglected his own daughter. He was Owen's uncle—the one who kicked him out of the house, and drove him to join The Faction.
"Where is the duke's mansion?" Owen asks. "Know'ng Rosey, she'd be chasin' every op'tunity. Ye might find yourself as the duke's in-law the next day,"
"No…" Exclaims Oscar. "I know the duke. He's definitely faithful to his wife,"
"Faithful?" Owen snorted. "What about sleepin' with Rosey? Attributes of a faithful man?"
Oscar clenched his jaw. "I…"
"Ye honestly didn't know Rosey's affair?" Owen asks.
"I thought it was just a minor attraction—Rosey's smart—"
"Not too smart!" Owen thunders. "Now she's carrying a child who threatens her OWN life!"