Ned's heart was in his throat as he stared at Little Ginger intently.
"Clive, are you out of your mind? I'm not even old enough to get married; I'm just seventeen."
In Yat Nation, you come of age at sixteen and can marry at eighteen.
Little Ginger was indeed too young.
Clive then realized he'd been too hasty, so he smiled and said, "I was just using it as an example. If you were old enough, would you be willing?"
"Absolutely not, how many times has Ned proposed, and how many times have I agreed?" Elijah said with a grin.
"That's because I've already promised to marry someone else,"
Little Ginger's words felt like a thunderbolt from the sky to everyone. Clive, Audrey, and others looked at each other in disbelief!
Ned was the first to snap back to reality.
Someone else?
Ned felt his mind explode, and his vision went dark as he asked, "Who? Who did you promise?"
Looking at Ned, Little Ginger grinned, "It's a secret!"
