Emma's POV:
I couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or sincerely complimenting me. According to my previous experience, they would scold me first.
After a series of boring small talk and under my mother's impatient and numerous hints, my father finally got to the point.
"You're going to be twenty-five soon, my daughter. I was already married to your mother for three years at your age.
"We know that young people nowadays aren't as eager to start a family as we were back then, but as a noble, you should still retain some ancient ethics, right?
"Father," I interrupted him impatiently. "If you have something to say, say it, Father. What are you here for?"
