Rookwood's eyes sharpened on Morgana. No? She wanted to keep her options open? Didn't she say she was have a dry spell and couldn't find anyone up to standards? What was she getting at?
The thought of her screwing around with other men in the village made him usually jealous. He didn't want her sleeping around. He would certainly make those men spend time in the dungeons, if not disappear. He wasn't going to let her know how he felt though. It was weak. "Have a good day then," he said in a cold tone walking to the door.