Tiberius sneered at her remark. "Maybe that's because any time I try to give you some, you immediately do something to lose it," he retorted. Honestly, their relationship had started out incredibly respectful — at least, from his end. She had never been thrilled about him having the audacity to exist, or to marry her. He, on the other hand, had been reasonably accommodating of her wishes when it came to the wedding — except for her primary wish, which had been that it didn't happen at all. He'd given her a nice room, newly furnished, and whatever allowance she needed. She'd had freedom to do as she pleased with her time — until she had proven that she couldn't be trusted with it, and he'd had to restrict her movements more and more. And she had the effrontery to claim he had never respected her!

Or maybe she was saying she wasn't capable of treating anyone else with respect. That he could believe.

"I think we're done," he said coolly. He had no intention of returning her wand, and there wasn't anything else she might want from him.