Eresia realized her father was angry. She knew how to get what she wanted. She hugged Obaze tighter.
"You know he got a proposal from Prince Anam. I know what he wants. I know he won't be able to love me. I know, Father."
Obaze clenched his fists, suddenly angry. "You accept being treated like this?"
"He never insulted me. He told me the truth."
"Oh, my princess… how naive you are. They invited us here, and they think they can treat us like trash? They don't know who I am?!"
Eresia swallowed nervously at the anger in Obaze's voice.
"Father…" Her voice was spoiled and soft. "I have to marry him. I don't care about anything else. You know I've been waiting for this moment."
Obaze shook his head. "I will find a man much better than him for you. Do you think he's the only handsome man in the world?"
Eresia pouted. Her feelings were hard to explain. Just hearing Sylas's gentle voice made her heart flutter. No other man made her feel like that.
