"The vast majority of people in Iron Peak County consider you my man, no matter if it's true or not, am I right?"
"So your actions not only represent yourself, but also my attitude, do you understand?"
"We just went through a very tough battle; what Iron Peak County needs the least right now is internal conflicts. I cannot openly confront the church, you should be clear about that."
Besides seizing the initiative when he entered, Winters had no further aggressive behavior.
He calmly discussed facts and reason with Caman, without even a hint of reproach in his tone.
"Father Edmund just gave me an ultimatum." Winters sighed heavily: "For such matters, you should have consulted with me first. Otherwise, it ends up like this—putting me in a very passive position."
Caman's cheeks flushed to a deep purple. He stood up stiffly and, with reluctance, bowed, his voice as faint as a butterfly flapping its wings: "I'm sorry."
