"Father, you need to think rationally. Right now, the best option we have might be that one. If not, is there a place that can realistically handle your debt?"
"Ugh..."
The Lord sat down, holding his head and began to blame himself.
It was all his fault.
But he couldn't bear the thought of sending his precious daughter to that place.
"Sigh..."
A long sigh followed, and the Lord began to mumble to himself.
"No, this isn't right. How could I... How could I let her marry into a family that was once a commoner? This is... absolutely not."
It wasn't unheard of for people from two noble families, even if they were enemies, to marry each other due to mutual interests.
For the sake of reconciliation, or for some kind of agreement.
There would be various reasons, but if it was to solve his debt problem, he could somewhat accept it.
The problem was that it was a commoner family, fundamentally different from their own.
"My child, have you no pride? They are commoners. They are not a match for you."
"Pride? Are we in a position to worry about that?"
Stella continued.
"Father, I told you I know people who have risen from commoners to nobility, right? But did you know that the opposite is also true?"
"The opposite?"
"Yes, there are people like us who were once noble families but have fallen into a life worse than commoners, merely wearing the facade of nobility. The military academy is especially full of such children from fallen noble families. Becoming a soldier and earning merit is the most realistic way to succeed in the empire, isn't it?"
"Well..."
"But in my opinion, those people are no longer like nobles. They are merely dressed as nobles, but inside, they are often worse off than commoners. They can't even afford tuition properly; how can they be considered nobles?"
The Lord, once again at a loss for words, held his tongue.
In the meantime, Stella spoke to him as if pleading.
"We can be like that too. If we can't solve your debt here."
"......"
"And I don't even know if they'll accept me just because I had this idea."
After burying his face in both palms, the lord lifted his head after a brief silence.
"That's right, you spoke well. As you said, they have no reason to accept you, do they?"
"Of course not. Rather, why would they? They'll have to bear your debt if they take me in."
"No."
The lord began to shake his head vigorously.
"That Rockefeller guy might take you, but he may not pay off my debt. Even if you're sold to that place as a bride, they have no obligation to pay off my debt from their family."
That's why he didn't want to send his daughter away.
"Even if it ends with you, it doesn't matter to me. Anyway, that's it. It's not over just because you get married."
"Do you think I'll just stay still even if I become a bride? That's not it."
"But how did you come up with that idea?"
"Well......"
Although Andrew didn't make it obvious, she couldn't help but know how he felt about her.
"I think Andrew likes me. So... but I'm not sure."
"Andrew? Who is that? Oh, don't tell me, is it the second one who goes to the military academy with you?"
"Yes."
"That rootless guy dared to look at my daughter."
The lord openly sneered.
"I'll go to that guy's house right away!"
"Father!"
At his daughter's harsh cry, the young lord came to his senses.
"I'm sorry. How did I become so absent-minded?"
"We don't know whether they'll accept us or not. But if they do, we can solve your debt right away. It's the same no matter what you think."
Stella continued.
"And it doesn't matter if Andrew doesn't like me. If they have a lot of ambition in that family, they won't just abandon the lord. There are many things we can gain if we go together, right?"
"Go together? With those rootless guys?"
"But don't you admit it? Are there any losses for you, the lord, if you work with those family members?"
"Well......"
The young lord's sigh was long.
"How did we get to this point? How on earth......"
To that lord, Stella gave a sharp word.
"Why did you abuse the promissory notes so much?"
"I am a sinner. I am a sinner."
As Stella continued to speak, she thought she had convinced her father, who she had known for a long time.
"First of all, no one knows whether they'll accept me or not, even if I want to marry there. But I'll try to talk to them first."
"Really... is there no other way?"
"My mind is as good as made up. Now all that's left is the decision of their family members and you."
"Ah... I am a sinner. How could I..."
"I'm fine. Really. I don't think too badly of Andrew either."
At that, the lord naturally frowned.
'How can I send my precious daughter to a family without any foundation...?'
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ReplyDeleteI do feel bad for the daughter tho
ReplyDeleteThis would def be a killdozer moment
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