"No. I will not allow my daughter to marry a man lesser than her. Come back when you have the means to truly care for my daughter or do not come back at all."

It was a cold response, but one that you should have expected. Your girlfriend was a noble. You were not. Your family had come from rather poor roots, you had no hope of gaining her father's blessing to marry her. It seems love isn't enough for him to give his only child away.

And who were you to disrespect the man in his own home? If you argued, you would only be kicked out and likely banned from even looking at the estate. So you leave. And you can see all the excitement on your precious love's face vanish when she sees how downcast you are.

"...Did he say no?"

Her voice was soft, already full of heartbreak. The poor woman wasn't used to being hurt, so this was hitting her harder than it should have. She teared up almost instantly, ready to start bawling and begging her parents to allow the marriage - to allow her happiness.