Father lays the items on a small table, which he also brought. I walk over to him, he looks up and nods. We talked about this enough over the last days, I know what will happen and we did everything we could to prepare me. Maybe we did too little to prepare him, maybe I should have listened more or comforted him. I don’t think he ever expected his daughter to get engaged to the Dark Lord, older than himself. It is gross and not right, but I can’t object to it, at least he will be looking like someone my own age and best of all, during an engagement it is not proper to be intimate with each other. Let’s hope he is not even interested in that and only wants a wife to be pretty and stand next to him, that would be the best outcome of this all.