“And you two.” Duke Aldarius turned to her brothers. “You are supposed to be watching her.”
Onyx snorted. They all knew she watched over them.
The silence stretched. Finally, the duke turned from his three children. “There’s only one punishment suitable to make you understand the gravity of the situation. You will attend the junior ball in the capital.”
“Oh, by the Paragons, not that. Anything but that!” Onyx said before she could stop herself.
Her father only smiled.