"?! D-dad!" — Shaken by the implies within his orders, wishing to oppose the decision, Marianne met the eyes of an already determined and strict Orland. Causing her to stutter and search for composture to reply to the unbothered duke.
"Yes?"
"… Was our talk not true? This decision looks as if you do not trust my judgment. And yet you say you trust me."
"… Marianne. I do trust it. However… do you believe I am ignorant of your cleverness?" — Seemingly playful his hand pinched the nose of his daughter, letting her know that as foolish as he could become for her… — "I was once young myself… do not think I lack awareness of what you two may do when courting each other."
"W-wh… d-dad what are you saying…"
"Just what I said. It is decided. Any complaints?"
"~?!… sigh… Father is wicked."
"I will take it as a compliment, my lovely bird."
