I present to Batman this morning, because he was loud and insistent and I wanted him to just stop already.
He is pacing. He is upset. I don't even know why.
Let me see if I have this straight. He picked a fight and then went out again, not planning to be back until the end of next season, effectively leaving you and Lochlan legally married to each other and he did all of this two days before your birthday?
I nod and sip my coffee. He looks so pained when he gets confirmation. I am barely upset.
I'll speak with him.
You'll do nothing of the kind. This is what Ben does. Also we're not married to each other yet. Might not even bother. We'll see what happens.
Ben hasn't done this for five years. What gives?
An opportunity he couldn't pass up right now. He has my blessing.
No offence, Princess, but your blessing isn't enough. Who authorized him to do this? Especially right now?
I told you, I did. I'm not going to stand between Ben and his livelihood. He needs a break from all this.
What about you? Where's your break?
The Devil doesn't give me any space to have one.
Sounds sometimes like you don't actually mind that.
My turn to look pained.
He bit you again and they let it slide.
I bit him back and this isn't your business.
You are my business. The welfare of all of you is important to me. You need advocates who can be effective, Bridget.
I have a whole army here, remember?
An army you talk out of action on a regular basis. You charm them, they look the other way.
I need to go. Lochlan's going to wake up soon.
Is he going to spend the summer drunk, talking about the good old days when you were young and he got all your attention?
You're welcome to come for dinner tonight, as long as you precede your visit with an apology for what you just said.
I won't apologize for speaking the truth, Bridget.
Then eat by yourself!
