Isaac was not unmoved by his speech, his gut twisted in anger and frustration. He cared about Marcus, hated that they were both in such a horrible position.
"You act like this is exactly what I want when it's not! I don't want this anymore than you do but I will not have my sister under scrutiny or suspicion. I will not have them take away the triplets because we are shagging."
He felt like knocking shite down, breaking things and instead he clenched his fists tightly. "Pureblood children are already mentally deficient. Adding a bent father and uncle will mark them for suspicion."
"This is bollocks on your birthday, I apologise for ruining your evening." Isaac had no way to respond to it. He couldn't tell him how he felt, it was a weakness.