"I really do not think I have ever met two more repulsively selfish individuals in my life, living or dead, human or supernatural. You say it isn't my business, but it is. The village of Blackbriar requested my interference, and that has made this my business. Even if they had not, as Protectors of Albion my brother and I could not have ignored your self-indulgent games.
"You, Edric, are the worst sort of philanderer, one who sneaks about on his wife and shows no remorse. Instead, you're offended that she is angered by your actions. And that is to say nothing of the horrid way in which you've taken advantage of the girls of Blackbriar, stealing their innocence-"
"None of those girls was what you'd call innocent!" he protested.
Tamara glared at him, and Wild Edric closed his mouth.
"I have felt your influence, sir. If your Faerie Princess is willing to be your lover without the sort of coercion you find it necessary to employ upon young maidens, you should have counted yourself lucky."
