Elijah's face turned ashen in an instant, staring at his daughter, "Do you know what you're saying?"
"Yes, father." Corina nodded forcefully, "I love Twait, I want to marry him."
"Are you crazy?!" Elijah suppressed his anger, "He's just a tailor's son, and now he's crippled, he's in no position to marry you..."
Corina, shedding her usual timid demeanor, interrupted him loudly:
"No, father, he is a respected warrior, a hero of France. He also received the Silver Iris Medal this time, he deserves anyone's love!"
Elijah was taken aback by his daughter's assertiveness, raising his hand to calm her down, "Calm down, dear, you need to understand, he's missing a hand and can't do anything. Are you planning to starve with him?"
Corina took a deep breath and said, "Do you know how he got hurt?
"When he charged the Cologne Fortress, he forcefully pushed aside the enemy's cannon, which was aiming at hundreds of French soldiers. He saved them!
