dunbrochking 

       Knowing well enough,
                 today was the day.  The brunette had to meet
                 another potential husband. The fair maiden was,
                 how to put this… Different, different from her mother
                 & her father.  The oldest out of three other wee little
                 lasses. The high class lady stood tall. Awaiting to see
                 the Scottish lad, lord whatever he was to walk through
                 that door. 

                                      Her dad just selling her off like she
                                      was some type of prize.
                                      Only grew to annoy Elinor.