"Of course, I am your father, but I am also the head of the Frankel Family, a duke of the Empire. I can't just consider you alone."
"So you're planning on selling me out, right?" Already understanding what her father intended to do, Areina's tone became very unpleasant.
Although she knew she was born into such a clan, expecting to experience the warmth of blood relatives was a luxury. But she yearned for these things that were so common for ordinary people.
Thus, while she had been happy to see her father take great action to ensure her safety, now she was equally disappointed to see her father weigh interests and demand her to endure this.
"What do you mean selling out? Whom have I sold you to?" The Duke, noticing the change in his daughter's mood, rubbed his brow, his expression showing a great change, revealing a sense of helplessness.
