[b]Frowning at her husband's stubborn attitude, Sylvia began to pout a little & crossed her arms, looking down at the ground. Did all Dragon men really feel like women had to follow their every word? & just when she thought there was nothing they could agree on. & really, it made her a little insecure that Aranhil seemed fine with his parents pairing him up with anyone at all. Didn't that mean that he probably didn't really love her as much as he thought?

"Aranhil, you can't tell me that you're not even the least bit resentful that you had no say in who you married," Sylvia huffed, trying too keep herself from becoming too bitter. It was hard though; she hadn't realized just how much Aranhil's decisions had been affected before. She'd like to hope that he trusted his parents that much, but considering how much him & his mother bickered over her making choices for him, he probably didn't want to marry her in the first place. She could only imagine how much he must have found her unattractive.

"If you had a choice, you'd probably have picked Cecilia, or Arabella," she mumbled, burying her face into her dress a little, "It's no secret that my elder sisters are much more beautiful & worldy than I am; you don't feel like you missed out? Or that one of them would have been more compatible with you?"[/b]