He looked at her and forced a chuckle and smile to hide the worry that she didn't love him. Humor had always been used to deflect for him and it was no different now. Though it was not for the reason he thought it would have been. She did make a very good point and part of it back then had been a way to rebel against his father who seemed to want to control every little bit of his life.<br/><br/>He reached over and put his hands on her shoulders "You've always been the right mate for me. That's never changed despite what I thought you had done. It hurt more because it had been you that had supposedly done it and it worked well for their intended purpose at the time." He said and then sat down on the bed next to her.<br/><br/>"Honestly I don't know. My father acted out of character after that night happened. Almost like it hadn't been planned  to go that way. I don't know it was weird and he started drinking heavily mumbling something about it wasn't supposed to be this way. It shouldn't have gone that far etc. He refused to call for anything to investigate further..."<br/><br/>He shook his head "No that was only my advisors advice to do so today...my father actually passed away due to his drinking and my mother wasn't long  after. He to his death insisted that something had gone wrong and I'm starting to think that whatever magic they used if any went wild and out of control. I think my brother was only meant to scare you away from me but his jealousy and such pushed him to well...do what he did..."