Spiteful Mouth

"On a second thought," Lydia suddenly said, glancing at her best friend and her younger brother. "Linden, meet Her Grace. Addy, meet my useless brother."

Adeline opened her mouth to say something, but Lydia quickly escaped. She blinked in surprise, turning her head in the direction that Lydia was walking off to. 

Before she could look further, Linden was suddenly in front of her, blocking her gaze. She was taken off-guard, raising her head to look at him properly. He used to be so tiny, and now, he towered over her.

"What do you even like about my sister, Your Grace?" Linden asked, emphasizing her title sarcastically.

Adeline's brows shot up. Lydia rarely spoke about Linden, but Adeline still remembered his name. "What is there to not like?" Adeline returned.

"Many qualities," Linden deadpanned. "You chose the wrong person to support, Your Grace."