Elliot pov
“So, Sir Elliot. I have a daughter who is turning twenty years old soon. She wants me to find a good partner for her and my first choice is you. I would like to offer my daughter’s hand in marriage to you, Sir Elliot.”
Just a couple of sentences made me go completely speechless. I stared blankly at him. My breath and my heartbeat were both bizarre. I felt as though the whole environment dissolved and only me and the duke of South were remaining in the room.
I wasn’t blinking. How could this happen? I had my life carefully planned and it didn’t include a sudden, arranged marriage to someone I had never met. This was so unexpected.
“Son? Say something," my father’s voice took me out of my shocked state. I blinked. However, I couldn’t move, nor form a single word. I simply sa
