Lady Linden cursed till her throat became sore.
Her own guards carried her off to her bedroom. She has been given hot mead to soothe her throat at Sasha's orders.
Once Sasha had talked to the steward of the castle, she returned to talk with Lady Linden.
" My lady! I hope you have calmed down enough to consider your future by now. Did you ? " Sasha asked coldly.
" You lock me in my own room in my own castle. What future could I expect to have ? Do your worst. I would be but one more sin your family commits to save their own reputation." Lady Linden cursed at Sasha.
" Oh! Please! Do not deceive yourself, Lady Linden. I am not going to be doing anything to you. I am only here to give an option. One, you will marry a knight of my choosing, and let him handle affairs of bogland. Or, I pack you up in a carriage and send you to Flayers. " Sasha smiled at her coldly.