"S'because of me," Marcus pointed out. "She won't let you as long as I'm around." Which he couldn't exactly blame her for, since he didn't actually want to share either, but he was willing to compromise because that was how life worked in their world.
"We can be comfortable here," Marcus grumbled. "You're her brother. No one'd blink if you lived in the other wing. No one'd think there was anything odd about combining households, and they wouldn't think there was anything between us. They'll catch your cousin. And we need to get someone in as the Minister. Someone who's not a fucking idiot. Change shite. M'tired of doing what everyone else fucking says."