Tristan's POV Beatrice stared at me without saying anything and it only made my blood boil, “Don't you feel like talking?” I balled my hand into a tight fist. “If you have already heard it then I believe you don't need any explanation,” Beatrice replied arrogantly. “How dare you speak that way?!!!” Diana yelled, “Do you know who you are speaking to?!” Diana stood to her feet angrily. “I know who I'm speaking to, and that's why I'm speaking with nothing but respect,” Beatrice answered slyly. “Explain the pennyroyal and tansy herb,” I gritted, “Else I will make sure you suffer, you will beg for water, you won't see, you will beg for death and it won't come.” “Even if you fed me to the dogs I still have nothing to explain,” Beatrice said adamantly. “Okay,” I stood up, “Anybody that can give me any information on Beatrice, no her weakness, if anybody can give me her weakness, not only would I free that person from here, I will make sure to give you three acres of land.” “Anyone?”
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