Arther's POV
I could tell she was shaken.
I wasn't going to tell her that early, maybe I had a lot better ways to go about getting this girl to fall in love with me. But as I looked into her eyes, I realized I couldn't wait.
I didn't regret saying it at all. What a great opportunity. Was she willing to live like this? She would have been much better off than she was now if she had only willingly fallen in love with me. For the sake of her beauty, I was willing to give her more money and send her off to the countryside if it would piss off my father.
Her face was beautiful, with curling eyelashes and a straight nose that had a small shadow in the light. Her skin was so white that I just pressed it casually and it took on a ruined pink color. A jewel like her should be held up by the bes
