"So father. Mother has not divorced you and it's still pretty much tied to you. Sister is still your daughter legally, right?" Marianne asks and the Viscount nods.
"Yes." He says confused about what Marianne is getting at.
"Sister is eighteen now, and I think she is ripe for marriage, right"
"Yes." The Viscount says, still confused.
"Since she is now of age," Marianne says, choosing her words carefully. "And I think it's time for her to find a husband."
The Viscount's mouth drops open in shock. "You're talking about Beatrice getting married?" he asks, his voice rising in alarm.
"Yes, Father," Marianne says calmly. "I know it may seem sudden, but I think it's for the best. She's grown into a fine young woman, and it's time for her to start her own life."
The Viscount lower his head but agrees.
