"Were it in my power to destroy them -- even just that damned Frenchman -- without risking my brother? I would do it." It's a strange feeling to actually say it, to actually give voice to the words. "I protect myself, yes, but I would love a taste of revenge. Edward's done it to himself. He chose to leave a powerful man's daughter. When the war ends, he'll find himself in dire straits. Martineau... will probably get of scot free, and for that, I can hate him even more."

Hell hath no fury.

"I believe you, though. Against my better judgement -- I admit. If I had my way wholly? I wouldn't trust a thing any man said again, but I do. I trust you."