Emma smiled knowingly as she approached you,"Do walk with me dearest, I wish to show you off to all of the mamas of the ton. You're quite a catch you know." She took your arm without so much as another word, leading you around the room to introduce you to mamas looking to marry off their children for status, but she knew you were all hers. She had considered a few times simply stating such, marrying you and just being done with it. But Emma had the unfortunate habit of playing with her food, as she led you around the room her grip would tighten a bit when an eager suitor would get a little too close. She marched you away whispering in your ear, "Not good enough, their father's a gambler" or making up some other excuse just to keep you close.