His proposition

With a flick of his hand, Jonathan gestured to the man to stop whipping Nessa. He walked closer to Eleanor. “It’s all up to you now. You can make all this stop.” He cast a glance back at Nessa. “She doesn’t look like she can take anymore. Disappointing, because I’ve barely started. You can save her by giving me what I want. It’s as simple as that.” “I thought what you wanted was Thomas’s territory,” Eleanor told him. “What makes you think I can give you that?” He smiled. “Who said I only want half of it? I don’t care how you divided everything up, but I want all of it.” Eleanor looked straight at him, her expression blank. “And what makes you think I’m going to do what you want by doing this?” She scoffed and gestured towards Nessa. “She is just my ex-husband’s sister. She is a part of my history and has nothing to do with me now. You should have dragged Thomas here instead if you hoped to use her to get anything.” Jonathan’s eyes narrowed. “Is that so? Do you think I can believe that?