Callias
Callias held her close, keeping her a bit behind him to protect her from his father. He wrapped an arm around her waist, keeping her right against him. "Father, hear us out," he requested. "She's not a bad person. She may come from a poor family, but she's got a personality greater than anyone I've met that comes from a richer one. I love her, and that won't change no matter what. You approved of her before you found out where she came from. It shouldn't matter how much money her family has, or their social status. That will all change once she marries me."
































