บท 1369: Change - Part 6

"Don't make it sound like something profound!" Nila fumed.

"I will see you at the top, Lord Patrick. Rock to rock," Lasha said, saluting.

"And don't you join in!" Nila fired back at her. "The sickness is spreading… Whatever it is, I'm quite sure it's catching… You've ruined poor Lord Blackthorn's daughter. He's going to be furious."

"I think she's always been like this," Oliver said. "We've just had the misfortune of peeling back a few of her layers."

"Can you not talk about peeling back a woman's layers?" Nila said, finding an opportunity for a counterattack, and seizing it.

"My Lord, would you like me to call for the Lady Blackthorn's retainers?" Lysa asked from the doorway, after having delivered their rabbits to the kitchen.

"Please, if you would," Oliver said.

"No…" Blackthorn said weakly.