บท 47: 47. Breaking the engagement… Or not.

At least that was over with. She stretched her hand to him thinking he was going to help her to her feet, but he scoffed and walked round the table and sat back down on his seat. A scoff left lips too as she saw the amusement on his father's face.

Thank goodness she was not going to be mare jg into this stupid family. They were a nuisance. Father and son alike.

She pushed herself off the ground with as much grace as possible and strolled back to her seat like the poise princess she was.

"Now that things have come to this, I know receiving an apology will not be enough. So I have prepared two hundred barrels of the finest Avelian wine, two hundred bags of corn flour and fifty strong and sturdy horses, as a token of my remorse. I know it is nothing compared to what you have had to face but I pray that you accept these small tokens." Gerald announced. There was no reaction from Barak or Bashan so Gerald knew he had to say what they wanted to hear next.