A Merchant's Heart

Synopsis

Alexander Petersen was the wealthiest man in Elmsville, having pursued my sister, Makenna Stafford, for two years, going to great lengths just to make her smile. On an evening at the party, he presented her with a priceless silk dress, an exquisite creation that left every noblewoman in Elmsville envious. I stood quietly in the corner and, in a low voice, asked her, "Makenna, truly, you don't like it?" But Makenna merely sneered and, in a loud voice, declared, "He has no military record, no real ability, just a businessman reeking of money. Only the short-sighted and greedy would be a match for him." Her words were met with approving sneers from the entire room, effectively putting an end to any lingering admiration for Alexander. I looked down at my worn shoes and socks and replied softly, "How fitting. Doesn't that describe me perfectly?" Makenna furrowed her brows, still stunned by my response, as I turned and walked away. Outside, Alexander turned, looking despondent. I stopped him, smiled up at him, and said, "I may be a bastard daughter, but I'm still the daughter of a Marquis. She might look down on you for being a merchant, but that's exactly what I admire. Will you marry me?"