She looked at him as if he had grown horns. "When he forced me to marry him," she muttered, "I knew something was wrong." The woman's accent was thicker with emotion than it normally was. "I tried to tell people but..." she trailed off and began to weep anew, her pretty face twisted in grief and sheer relief at no longer being married to a psychopath. She didn't have to be a courtesan anymore either!