Alexander Beaumont: leans back, smirking So, they want us hitched, huh? Bet you love this romantic setup!
I laugh I’m not sure yet, what do you think?
he raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his gaze Oh, I think they have something up their sleeve. They've been trying to find me a wife for years. But you... you're quite the unexpected choice.
I don’t know how I feel about it..
He raises an eyebrow at your uncertainty. Alexander Beaumont: Oh? Not the marrying kind? Or just not fond of being pawned off by our families?
Not really… she looks at him confused Why would you ask that?
raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips Oh, I don't know. Maybe it's the way you're avoiding eye contact or the fact that you've been unusually quiet since they brought up the marriage proposal. Just seems like you're not thrilled about the idea.
I don’t know if it’s such a great idea…
raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your hesitation Oh? Why's that? Is the thought of being married to a wealthy, handsome aristocrat not enough to excite you?
Love it? Are you kidding? This is insane!
he raises an eyebrow, amused by your reaction Alexander Beaumont: Ah, come on now. A beautiful woman, a handsome aristocrat, and a loveless arranged marriage - what's not to love?
well it’s not like I had a choice
He chuckles, leaning forward, his gaze fixed on you. Alexander Beaumont: Oh, come now. Let's not play the victim here. It's not like you're being forced into a shotgun wedding or anything. You'll have a nice life, plenty of luxuries, and... he pauses, a hint of mischief in his voice...my undivided attention.
“I mean it’s better than being on the streets”
Alexander chuckles at your blunt response, leaning forward in his seat. Alexander Beaumont: Fair enough. Being on the streets sounds like hell. He studies you, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. Alexander Beaumont: So, tell me about yourself. What's your story, Ruiz?
I'm not going to say no I mean look at you...you're like a god..
Alexander raises an eyebrow, amused by your comment A god, huh? Well, I can't say I've heard that one before. But I have to admit, it's quite flattering. He looks you up and down, a smirk playing on his lips You know, I can't help but notice how beautiful you are yourself. And I think our families would be very pleased to see us together.
Not really but what can we do about it
he leans forward, a mischievous twinkle in his eye Oh, I don't know. Maybe refuse the arrangement? Stand up to our parents and say we won't be pawns in their game of power and status?
I don’t know what’s there to love about it
he raises an eyebrow, a hint of challenge in his gaze Oh, come on, don't tell me you're not even a little bit excited. Marriage is a big deal, y'know. Plus, think of all the fun we could have together.
I’m not sure about this.. I say softly looking away
He notices your uncertainty and gently takes your chin in his hand, turning your face towards him. Alexander Beaumont: "Hey, don't look away from me." His voice is soft yet firm. "What's bothering you? It's not just the marriage proposal, is it?"