"Someone as lowly as him, with only a good face and money to flaunt, would never be considered an acceptable candidate for your spouse. You can forget about gaining the family's approval."

"No..."

Penelope, who had been about to defend Ahwin, shut her mouth again.

'Now that I think about it, this kind of makes sense, doesn’t it?'

Setting aside his title as Tower Master, Ahwin was an orphan and a commoner. From the start, he wasn’t the type the Rencer family would approve of. No matter how much wealth he possessed, her father would never see him as suitable.

To Baron Rencer, a commoner wouldn't even pass the first round of evaluations. And an orphan? That was an immediate disqualification. He wouldn't even get an interview.

For Baron Rencer, the most important condition when selecting Penelope’s husband was honor. Second was honor, and third—still honor. That’s why he had chosen the Baron of Halo, even though his territory was on the brink of collapse. At least he was the lord of a domain.

'But isn't being the Tower Master a bit different? That’s a highly prestigious position, isn’t it? …Or is it not?'

Penelope felt her judgment faltering. Sitting in front of her family made it hard to decide what standard she should adhere to.

"Still, I think it would be a good idea to meet Ahwin at least once... What do you think?"

Like it or not, they were still family. At least once, she wanted to introduce him to them.@@novelbin@@

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