"W...! That was uncalled for," said Eward of the bottle incident, quite upset that his best bottle of alcohol had been so unceremoniously destroyed. He only hoped it wouldn't hit a servant below, but that would only make him laugh. He looked thoroughly grumpy.
Listening to his brother's rant he fell even further into a dark mood and hunched up, dragging the sheets around his body. The open window had made a draft. "Therre is nothing to fuck up. For your information I have not slept with another woman since Katherine and I... were together. Until now, of course... but this doesn't count."