disowned

Ídhror had gone to bed, leaving Ashwyneth's father to "think over the decision". 
It was pointless, as he'd already decided.
Ash had left many years ago, so he gained nothing from her. But if he gave her to this wealthy Gondorian, Ídhror, then he would gain much from this bargain.

The very soft sound of footsteps could be heard throughout the large room, pacing back and forth, once and again. "Upon the last time I was here in Aldburg, I recall vividly your daughter. She was too young for my tastes just then...only just beginning to blossom." He spoke carefully, in a calculated manner. His voice was deep and though not terribly rough, one could certainly hear that he was no longer a young man.