Daphne's head tilted slightly as he chuckled, her lips curling into an amused smile. "I'm almost positive it was likely instigated by my mother, or father." Shaking her head, she looked at the man behind the cart who wrapped up her necklace with a pretty green ribbon. Taking the package from him, she nodded.
"I don't have the heart to tell mother she's asking too much of me. I'm not the child bearing type of woman." Placing her hands on her hips she ran her nails over her sides. "This body is not made to bear children, I'm sorry, Nikolas, if that's the type of woman you were intending to marry." She teased him, as she snickered. "Besides, at the sluggish pace that we're moving, by the time we actually get to... that I likely won't be able to have children."
Daphne paused, "Not that I mind, we haven't even kissed, yet. Why would they think I would come home pregnant?" She added quickly, "I mean, it's not a big deal, completely understandable. I don't mind. I'm probably not easy to..." Voice trailed off as she frown slightly, she realized she was rambling and returned her attention to the jewelry on the cart.