Anything could be classified as literally anything and everything. Given the power that this man had in his hands, she could ask for a tour of Sandringham Palace and he would make it happen.
Bad thing was, she did not want a tour of any kind of Palace, handshakes or a tea party with the royalty or any signed autographs from a celebrity. Joyce had been so content in her life that she wondered if she wanted anything at all.
Except one thing.
She swallowed her nerves. It was the first time that she was ever going to ask anyone about this and it scared the hell out of her.
"Is there a way that you can convince my father to allow me to marry someone else. Someone out of…" she waved her hand in between them, signalling him of the background they were from. "This?"
His expressions turned and something resembling petty, sympathy made its way to his face making her avert her eyes.
This was humiliating.
