Narcissa turned on him, anguish in her face. Oh, shite. "I literally cannot speak ill against my wife without physical harm to myself. Because of our Bonding, I will always be unequal to her. I have to be the perfect, pliant wife to her." Narcissa's response silenced the room momentarily. "It's a recipe for disaster; people should not have that kind of control over another unless they first have control over themselves!"