Father looks at his majesty for a couple of seconds before he bows his head. "I apologize, your majesty. I know it's not good to think like that about a member of the Astalieu family, but you know how important my daughter is to me. I agree with this engagement because I think so highly of Prince Fraser. However, with what happened to my daughter, I don—"
My eyes widened when I realized what my Father was about to say. I abruptly stand up and put my hands on the table. I winced a little when I felt the pain in my wounded hand.
"No! Father, I thought you already agree with me?" Father didn't respond to me and avoided my eyes.
His majesty looks at me and my hands, that is now bleeding. I probably put too much force on it.
"Csille, what do you mean? Agree with what? And are you okay? Your wounds are bleeding. Do you want me to call a Doctor for you?"