: Permission

 Csille winces, but she remains looking straight to her father. "Father, I know what I am saying. I honestly want to come with Brother Pascal. I want to help."

 Mother holds Father's arm. "My dear, talk sense to your daughter. We cannot let her accompany Pascal. Pascal is already planning to go there, and now our own daughter is planning to risk her life too? We cannot allow it."

 Father grits his teeth. "Csille, you're not going anywhere. You will be staying in the capital no matter what. Do you hear me?"

 Csille takes a deep breath. "Father, I will be engaged with Prince Fraser in just a year. What will the people of the Vrawyth Kingdom say knowing that when the contagious disease happened, I was sheltered in our residence while the Doctors of our Kingdom are sacrificing their life?"