"Mama! How could you!" Nanaya was mad. She never thought the first man she laid her eyes on that her mother would act in such a way. She did not care if Blake was weak. He was kind and was even willing to try to save her when he did not have the strength to do so.
"Nanaya, I will not say it again, you are not going to marry such a weakling who can't even protect you! You saw it for yourself he almost died trying to protect the two brats!" Ishtar snorted as she sat on her throne.
"Heh…. This is coming from a woman who failed to marry a weakling herself. What was his name? Right, Gilgamesh, the hero king. He called you a prostitute and told you to scram!" Nanaya yelled back. She was angry, so she was poking at her mother's only sore spot.
