Estella glared across the garden at Pippin's wife, scowling. That woman was a disgrace! Diamond was in her own little circle of friends, surreptitiously making eyes at Sancho Proudfoot. At her own son's birthday party! Not that Diamond had ever been any sort of mother to poor Faramir...
She glanced over at Pippin. Estella knew Fari was the only reason Pippin wasn't drunk yet. After his son was put to bed, the whiskey would come out to drown his misery.
She glared at Diamond again. Someday that woman would fall and Estella hoped she would be there to see it.