"Yes. My family is also from Blazing Sun City. The Miller Clan has proposed a marriage for me, and my family can't refuse because they fear the consequences of rejecting them," Leia said, her voice laced with frustration. She hesitated for a moment before lowering her gaze.
"I don't want this, but my family is powerless to oppose them."
She stopped there, waiting for Riley's response. He was sharp—someone who could read between the lines. Would he take the hint? Would he understand what she wanted without her having to beg?
Leia didn't have to wait long.
"I see." Riley's tone was calm, measured.
"Do you want me to deal with the Miller Clan for you, Core Disciple Leia? I can handle it—out of the goodness of my heart." He nodded slightly, his expression unreadable.
Leia's breath caught in her throat. He made it sound so simple.
"Yes, please." She swallowed, trying to keep her voice steady, but there was an undeniable tremor in her tone.
