Bab 570: Spread His Wings

"That's an invasion of her privacy," Jonah scolded, his face flaming red. "Don't you dare." 

"She wants you to invade her bedchambers― you must be blind if you cannot sense her intentions," Atticus retorted. "This woman has no magic but she was willing to make an enemy out of me, the most fearsome man in the world if it meant she could snatch you from me. I'm almost impressed by her audacity. If she were a man, I'd demand a duel."

"What am I, some toy for you children to fight over? And you have an awfully high opinion of yourself," Jonah said, choosing to focus on Atticus's description of himself because he could not bear to listen to the other points he was making. 

Jonah felt feverish all over, as though someone had thrown him over a fire pit and raked him over the coals.