"Since Jemni is still not speaking with me, it's a little difficult to surmise what she's thinking." He took a swallow of wine, and then raised one finger when a thought occurred to him. "Wait. That's not true. She struck me about the head, called me a stupid little boy, and then demanded she be shown back to her rooms. I should just marry her off to whoever will take her. If I didn't think she'd contract a Faceless Man to kill me."
He shrugged in return. "Isn't that how these things work? They go from bad to worse?" It always seemed that way. "Yes, Celia's death is certainly... tragic. And by tragic, I of course mean suspicious. She didn't seem to have a history of instability."