
"Now, I know you haven't had much experience overseeing workers, but this factory isn't for machinery as mine is. It is for clothing, which I figured you'd much rather oversee than machinery," The older man smiled down at his daughter. "I promised you a place of your own, and I'm finally able to give it to you. I know it's not close to home, but I'll be able to visit you on holidays. Your grandfather has also agreed to introduce you to the locals and find you a suitable husband. I know Jedediah will be very helpful in your journey and in keeping you safe in the Northern territory,"
Jedediah had been listening closely, and though his face betrayed nothing, he was terrified. The Northern territories were cold and full of bandits. The fencing around what would soon be her new home was evidence of the fact that the rich were still not welcome in the North. He knew he'd have a hard time watching her, but that was his job. He knew he could do it well, but could he protect himself at the same time?