“I came to appeal against your successor in the estates.”
“My successor in the estates has nothing to do with you.”
“He has to marry me, monseigneur.”
“Well, and has he not made a suitable marriage for you?”
Her face burned hotly.
“I do not wish him to make any marriage for me. I refused all the suitors he selected, and that is what determined him to marry me to the last one.”
“You are deeply prejudiced against marriage?”
“Yes, monseigneur.”
“Against any marriage?”
“Yes, monseigneur.”