"I want your father."
Isabel spoke up and the entire room turned silent.
"…"
"…"
Both Vaan and Elara stared at her with frozen looks on their faces and finally,
"Haah?"
Vaan reacted.
There was a comical look on his face, soon however, that comical look turned into one filled with disgust and,
"Woman, are you out of your mind?
That old man may be handsome, I would know since I inherited his features, but he is still an old man.
He is over double your age and he is happily married, just what sort of sick thoughts do you have in your mind?"
"…what are you talking about?"
Isabel replied, it didn't take long for her cold, distant expression to fall off and be replaced by utter confusion.
"What do you mean you want my father!?" Vaan questioned.
