"...The army is full of rough men; as a young girl, you should stay quietly inside the house and not run around causing trouble. I'll go and talk to them,"
Mr. Brian Sr. pushed his daughter into the room without explanation.
"But what about your legs?"
Olivia looked back at her father, who was behaving unusually, with a puzzled expression.
"It's nothing!"
The old blacksmith pushed his daughter to sit down. "I know you're worried about those young outsiders, but as your father, I will explain the situation to the gentlemen. Just be good and stay at home!"
Sitting in the chair, the girl was full of confusion about her father's request, but seeing his firm attitude, she obediently nodded her head.
Mr. Brian Sr. turned and left the room.
Before leaving the house, he sternly instructed the stuttering young man beside him, "Hawk, keep an eye on Olivia for me. Don't let her leave the house until I get back. If she wants to go out, make sure you stop her."
