"I hate you! You meddlesome, backstabbing, son of a bitch!" she snarled at him, and then actually did haul her hand back and aim her palm toward his face, letting it fly. "I would NEVER do what you did! How could you?!" Then she started to cry again. "I'm not here because I want to be. I don't even want to LOOK at you after what you did to Joseph Blacke! But I have to. You are about to get a taste of your own medicine, worm. In more ways than one. Father wants to see you." She wasn't going to be the one to tell him that Magnus was dead, their father would have to do that. She was too angry to do such a favor to Robert. She clenched her fists and then pointed toward the library. Then she turned and walked toward the library, flipping her hair.