"...if that's what those of your stature and ancestry do, no wonder my family insisted I not get involved." Adelheid took a deep breath, leaning back in his chair and just... shocked, more than anything else. It was a recipe for disaster, and in this case, having a very vocal sister might help. A little. He hoped.

"From what I have been lead to believe... girls believe in form over fact more quickly than we do. It may be possible that that she doesn't know that there aren't any feelings. Especially," he added with a bit of warning, "since you pledged to protect her, as her knight. Or have you forgotten that the knight in shining armor is a common romantic image?"

"The important thing is to get this situation sorted out as quickly as possible. And pray, for your sake, that she hasn't already made plans for the future." Adelheid leaned in here, face deadly serious. In his world, even the slightest vow between a man and a woman could lead to romantic entanglements. And usually, those entanglements were all one way. "Otherwise, your fate is sealed, and the sooner you accept this the sooner you can begin making the most of it."

In Adelheid's opinion? Women were very, very scary. In many regards, more scary than the monsters which wandered the hallways.