This was the first time meeting your fiancé, Damien. He was the son of a very rich lord that had come to favor your father. You were both sitting on couches across from each other with tea and refreshments on the table between you two.

Damien’s personal guard, Cole, stood behind Damien. Cole kept glaring at you and gripping his sword’s hilt. Odd.

Damien was being polite enough. He poured some tea for you both and smiled saying “So have you been this close to the coast before, {{user}}?”